Before first light.
Before day breaks.
Tomorrow will be the eve of the new year 2016.
2009 - 2012 were the best, eye-opening, loneliest years of my life.
2013 was the most adventurous, limit-pushing, frustrating year of my life.
2014 was the most risk-taking year of my life - where I've now reaped the harvest in 2015.
My world and perception has truly expanded and in that short period of time it did, I was busy playing catch up, trying hard to fall into step, squeezing out every drop of life to live like there's none to be wasted.
I can equate this year to a frantic hop-skip over hot coals while juggling hot potatoes. Hopefully when the new year rolls in, I would grow half a brain to not expect to develop calluses thick enough to handle the heat but to wear heat-proof gloves and shoes instead.
Instead of a laissez-faire attitude towards goals and resolutions that has happened for the past few years, resulting in a no-surprise lack of achievement, I'm setting some this year....just that I haven't really gotten around to some serious thinking ah-hyuk hyuk.
Here's to a blessed year of Mercy.
