Burst of inspiration

As I stood at my balcony during the twilight hour, a thought came upon me: expectations are doomed to be unattainable. My whole life I sit planning each detail of my life, hoping that by writing it all down, maybe one day I'd achieve it. Well, plans are for losers. Which is exactly why I consider myself one. One would think I'd learn my lesson and stop planning events that aren't even a month away. Well beloved readers, I guess not.

As I take myself out of the blogging world, be duly informed that I will use my absence for a little 'me time'. Hopefully, when I get back I would be an entirely new woman, one that has learned from mistakes, one that remains committed to the fall out of a recent relationship and if God is willing, one that finally realises that there can be fun in living.

Turning 20 is a huge leap for me. Single and alone, I plan to spend the day of turning a year older in my car, driving at 80km/h, to absolutely nowhere. Fabulous plan, is it not?