I’m trying to be honest when I write and even when I’m not. I’ve been through so much this past month, not in a brutal challenging type of way. There has been many a day when I lose all interest in my hobbies. Many days I find myself listening to a song during a long journey and it spurns so much thought to write in this space but I procrastinate until I end up starting only at 2am. The worst part is forgetting every complexity I managed to come up with. But thoughts aside, I’ve gotten closer to Aunt Michelle and her sons who have been with me the past few days and everything feels familiar around them.
Lately I’ve been into MMA. Couple of months actually. It’s a one of a kind programme I sign up as a wake up call every weekend and suffer the after effects the week after (ie. a sore back). I cycled at the bike trails at Pulau Ubin 2 days ago for a total of 5 gruelling hours.
On the acceleration down-slope with the wind blowing in my face whilst I stood up on my bicycle, I thought to myself, “Hadi, this is what you should live for.”
Posted on January 2, 2012
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