Flooded.

"Everybody has a secret world inside them. All of the people of the world, I mean everybody. No matter how dull and boring they are on the outside, inside them they’ve all got unimaginable, magnificent, wonderful, stupid, amazing worlds. Not just one world. Hundreds of them. Thousands maybe." — Neil Gaiman, The Sandman

So I've gotten a little lazy these days, or perhaps I could use the word "busy". Have always wanted to update this space but it's always so difficult to pen down all the thoughts swimming in the mind.

Is there such a thing as quarter-life crisis? That's what I told two of my friends a week ago. If it does mean feeling lost, being kinda directionless about the future and so on, then I think I'm going through it. Haha! The world is so so so damn big, there are many things that intrigue me and I can't figure out what will be the one thing that will keep me glued to it eventually. I guess this is how life is - you always have to wander around, explore and figure things out yourself. And for now, I will keep doing so. Until I find that amazing something that will bring upon changes in my life :)

And all the thoughts in my head, they constantly flood my mind and sometimes I dislike the fact that I over-think, causing myself to lose focus or lose sleep. But then again, after some (gosh, more) thoughts, I figured that these thoughts keep me alive. I'm born a thinker, and I shall proudly accept the fact. There are friends who wonder why I just LOVE to think about things, telling me 'don't think so much' etc. But the thing is, sometimes there are things in life that we simply can't control - and in my case, it's thinking. And telling me not to think so much is like telling me to change a huge part of myself, which I don't think I want to because I'm pretty much used to how I function and how I am as an individual. Thinking keeps me sane. Although sometimes things get pretty complicated and that sucks because I don't have a habit of ranting that much and also because I feel that it's different when we try to voice out our thoughts - the meaning just somehow turns out differently. It's so difficult to put them into words to let somebody truly understand them. But I'm thankful that I have a number of close friends who do comprehend with what I try to tell them each time :')

All things happen for a reason. And to a certain extent, I will keep believing in that saying.

Staying true to myself, x