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Happy Valentine's Day, everyone! Labels: hmm
It feels as though the past two weeks have been a whirlwind of activity, what with late-night outings, cleaning up after the pee monsters, bringing them down, doing the laundry, school assignments, trainings, ad-hoc jobs assignments, nua-ing... I've been inordinately busy! >.<
I was just doing a spot of facebook-stalking when I saw that someone I know has been going around shopping for the perfect wedding gown. It makes me think that we're at the stage where we're moving into a new phase of our lives - getting attached, getting married, graduating, moving out... whatever! It only serves to remind me that we don't stay in the same niche all our lives, and that there will always be times when we're rudely shoved out of what we'd territorially considered OUR spots into something entirely new.
Sometimes I worry that I won't be able to keep up with the changes, or that under the veneer of perfection (or at least a high degree of comfort and contentment) cracks will slowly surface and extend spider-like to the whole of my existence. And there's also the search for the sense of belonging - where is my place in life? Or just my place?
... I've been procrastinating. Some things I just don't know where to start from, how to go about doing them. But when I put those thoughts out of my mind, shelved for further procrastination, I'm happy. I'm a big girl making my own decisions, and living with the consequences of my actions. I can do this. :)