catching up
I finally have reason to believe that I am catching up with life. Funny how they always say that life is best lived when things are spontaneous. However, the more I allow myself to get too spontaneous, the more I get to pass up on the things that matter most to me. I love planning things as much as I hate it. Nobody can deny that planning ahead takes the fun out of almost everything, yet planning paves more way for fun in the future. Ironic. Just like everything else under the sun.