35

The clock struck 12... and I am officially 35!

I am supposed to reflect on my life at this juncture. I am supposed to give thanks for all the blessings in my life. I am supposed to think about what I want to achieve in the next 5 years. But my mind has so much stuffs on it that everything is everywhere... I cant focus...

Maybe being 35 is like that? Maybe being 35 means I have to juggle a lot of stuffs up in the air? Maybe being 35 means I am in a constant flux of changes and will never be able to feel settled? Maybe being 35 means I still wont have the answers to all the 'difficult' questions that's been bugging me?

Not really excited that I am 35... why like that?