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our day will come.

宁缺勿滥

has it really been 12 years since then? it feels a little surreal that i'm now at the age that you were; i tried but i could never imagine myself at 24 then.

call me a nerd but these fantasies of 'what will be' brings to mind a curve with multiple tangents to it and i recall my lecture in infinitesimal calculus where i listened to my professor go on and on about how the accuracy of the prediction of the next step depends on the size of the step. in simple english, it just means that the shorter the time difference between the prediction and the actual event, you stand a higher chance of making an accurate prediction.

if you think about it, our lives map out like these wildly unpredictable curves but we still enjoy thinking about the 'what will be's' even if most of these fantasies remain as sketches in the theatres of our minds. i've grown older though, i've learnt to take far shorter time steps so these fantasies are more of a joyful excursion than an exercise in disappointment.

have i changed much? yes, no, maybe, i don't know? instead of fearing it, i guess i'll learn to enjoy the ride (friends, aren't you delighted that the 50 metre plunge has given me these precious insights on life?). i'll stop imagining and start doing :)

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