Hmmm...

Do you ever wonder if life is passing you by without anything significant happening? Something that leaves your mark on the world? Or maybe this is just the 30s syndrome hitting me...

I'm thinking not. I strongly believe that complacency leads to dullness of the mind, a lacklustre performance, and a life without any drive in it. So when did I choose to become this way? Was it a conscious decision or did I just become one of the many 32 year olds who just celebrates others achievements. Don't get me wrong, there is no self pity here, just a strangely large amount of anger at letting my ambitions go south. 

So let's kill this procrastination. Delete that stupid candy crush from my phone. Pick up those books hanging on my bookshelf waiting to be read. Starting those conversations with people I've been meaning to learn from. And you know what, finally signing up for that MOOC I've been researching for 2 years now. 

How wrong can the above decisions really go? :) 

Till the next rant....