Picking up

Someone told me once that the years come tumbling in after your 21st birthday. And someone else told me once the story about an empty mayonnaise jar, some golf balls, sand and coffee.

They were right.

I can’t believe it’s been a year since I’ve visited this blog. Furthermore, I can’t help but feeling I’m losing my golf balls and am drowning in quick sand.

But I also learnt that with good friends, you can pick up as if you’ve never left. So I am giving this another chance… Consider it part of my coffee.

Welcome back the-better me, and best wishes for starting afresh.

love,
not-so-good me

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