thursday night saw me buzzing around my own tiny space, finally getting down to what i'd bought from ikea the week before. and so i hustled late into the night, framing a beautiful birthday poster (which now looks even more amazing when framed) and storing years of memories into 2 pretty boxes. amongst many others, a stack of paper plates and a stash of rulers in a big brown envelope sit inside nicely to be remembered.

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i love it each time the realisation hits that life is like a puzzle in process. like a complete cycle of nature, so make up the different seasons of our lives. an indescribable feeling of anticipation stirs up in me each time i think of the infinite potential we all have embedded in each of us. embedded, i say. "there's something innately good about you", she said to him in the car. innate, she said.

i get giddy with excitement thinking of the possibilities we can achieve, the wonders we can live out. it's as though you have spent your whole life trying to keep both ends of a see-saw in perfect balance, and suddenly a moment comes when a strong jerk on one end forces you sitting on the other to fly off. but it no longer matters that you're not in control. no longer matters that your life is not finely balanced anymore. because now, you're flying.

we call it the big two-o.