I slept at 3.30am this morning. Mebbe its the coffee that is causing my eyes to stick wide open. Mebbe its because of my ever-extensive to-do list that's making my stress hormones go round and round. Or mebbe... I have too much to think about...
Things may seems normal... Everything may seem fine... But deep down, I continue to wonder, continue to ponder. What is the future like? Would i be like the woman in that beautiful car, wearing wonderful working suits, working with people who are making news everyday? Or would i be the mother hitting her child at the station, looking all tired and stressed? The future is so unpredictable, yet real. It seems so blur and uncertain...
I wonder...