A quarter of the pie.

22 years and approximately 11 days have passed since I completed 22 years on this planet. If one considers the life expectancy of an average healthy Singaporean (~80.7 years), that would mean I have completed one quarter of my life. As I stare at the 3/4 of pie left in front of me (where pie = my life), I cannot help but wonder how the rest will taste like. Sure enough there will be a myriad of tastes (sweet, salty, sour or bitter) based on my experiences hence forth and this pie of life definitely has an unpredictable set of fillings which would provoke different feelings within me.

I have reached a stage where a multitude of decisions have to be made. Decisions which seem to be battling out within me, stretching me in different directions. I guess I have to shut off these external noises and truly find that inner voice somewhere within me. And so I close my eyes and meditate and hope that I find those answers. And meanwhile, stick with my gut feel. Because the gut never lies. And perhaps try not to practise romanticism (i.e. mixing reasons with emotions and leading to a perpetual battle between both), which would certainly be a difficult task for me especially since my heart is soft like a marshmellow.

On another note, I truly value the people I have in my life. Some may have entered my life earlier and some later, but all of these people hold a special compartment within the four chambers of my heart. I love all of you dearly; you know who you are :) Cheers!