One of my favorite authors, Cecelia Ahern, said something like this:
“Our life is made up of time. Our days are measured in hours, our pay measured by those hours, our knowledge is measured by years. […] And yet time eventually runs out and you wonder in your heart of hearts if those seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years and decades were being spent the best way they possibly could.”
Unwittingly, October has arrived and would soon be over. The yearend is approaching. Idyllic days pass in a flash. Sometimes, I would ask myself, “where did the days go?”
My extravagance spending of time over the past few months defied all that I have been taught and made me wonder if there will be repercussions. Many people often tell me how lucky I am to be doing what I am doing now. But I would like to think that things happen for a reason, not always attributed to luck. If you believe in something badly, work towards it by all means.
With love from Cathedral Cove, New Zealand
Not so long ago, I received a postcard from the BFF and I was counting down the number of days when I would arrive in New Zealand. Fast forward a few months, and here I am. I’ve finally reached the destination in the postcard. Cathedral Cove.
And I am counting down again. This time, I am counting down for home. Countdown to ♥ Home Sweet Home ♥ 24 days.