Call me insatiable, but I would really love to transcend back to where I was 5-6 years ago when major societal woes haven't saddled on my shoulders.
The world back then exuded buoyancy and euphoria. But I did not realise that these amazing sensations will evaporate with every passing year.
What's probably left now though, is still sufficient for me to thrive on the bigger life ahead of me, but only if I work doubly, triply hard. And I'm absolutely prepared for that.
Because one needs to work on their own happiness, nobody else but themselves. Only then will it harvest genuine happiness without requiring any fertilization to it, and it will last for as long as we are around.
Am I a better person? Perhaps I do age gracefully, but I would like to rekindle some zest back. The never-say-never and animated lady back then.
A list of never-ending wishes perhaps, but I really want deep down is just modest happiness that will make me smile all over again.
In another year's time from today which marks my existence for the third decade, I promise to be more remarkable.
Happy birthday to Xann!
