I’ve survived 29. I turn to almighty 30 just yesterday. My sister asked how did I feel. To be truth I’ve planned a trip just by myself but it fell through. Work related. And ticket was too pricey. You know, holiday season.
So I planned an event called “A Day Well Spent by Me”. Lame. Turn out I did nothing special. I just did what I usually did on my day off.
Woke up at 5 am, pray, sleep again.
Re-woke up at 8 am. Work until 1 pm. Got the cake and happened to celebrate with family. You know; candle, cake, photos.
Then I slept for about 2 hours.
I had plan to watch Star Wars: Rogue One at 2pm but I was busy lazying around. Sleep. The bed just won’t let me go. So I got up, got ready then went out and watched The Rogue One at 5pm. It’s alright. Not too great that I’ll watch it for 2nd or 3th times. Once already enough. I was surprised I’ve got to see my bae Mads Mikkelsen though.
Got home 9pm and surprised surprised, I was happy. I may not be in strangest place that I feel lost yet excited at the same time. I may not be in some place I’ve been longing for, reminiscing beautiful past. Mind you, we seldom remember annoying tiny details about past event. Only beautiful memories matter.
I was happy because I had chance to made plans. Instead of being sad because things didn’t go my way, I choose to made another plans while continue being alive. By alive I mean work, made myself useful, try to get quality sleep. Get busy living they say. Some people don’t have the luxury to make plans for tomorrow. They’re miserable enough to hang onto life day by day.
And it’s not nice to be compared to anyone.
In short, I’ll just move forward. Hopefully many more days well spent ahead.
Oh, and make sure to notice “Collateral Beauty”. It’s a good movie.