As my friends progress in life, I regress. The past few days have seen me thinking about my foreseeable future. I begin to have self doubt. I begin to question my choice. The very decision I made, and believed so fervently in it, that it was the right choice, is clearly not standing the scrutiny of time. That leap of faith, which many of my friends so willingly took, I dare not take. The persistent wavering and hesitation continues as I look for a goal in life.
Only time will tell....But there is a dearth of it.
On a side note, fish have short memories, lasting three to five seconds. At least that was what my OG colleague told me. Haven't quite made up my mind as to how to utilize my 2 week respite, when my work commitment ends, before I enlist for NS.
Anw, Looking forward to the mouth watering 1st leg clash between Real Madrid and Tottenham Hotspur haha.
The faint clock tickles on..
14 days to go...
I will not tell soon forgotten tales of the landscape I find there, but loot, and dive back up.
