4OUR

Sometimes when I look back at my previous posts, I’d wonder:
- Wow, I wrote that?! I sounded matured then!
- Whoa, I wrote that? Whatever was I thinking of?
- Hmm, why did I sound so immature/childish/confused/angry in this post?

And there have been times when I cringe reading something I wrote before, when I consider deleting an old entry, when I feel like starting anew. But then I think again and tell myself that that was what I felt and thought at that particular point in time and hence why it was reflected as such in my entry. I may or may no longer be the same person or felt the same way as when I wrote that entry but it doesn’t mean that what I felt then was wrong or that I should deny what I felt then. I hope those who have been brave enough to delve into the past archives of this blog will understand this as I continue my journey forward.

I do realise that there is no specific theme to this blog; instead this blog is a smorgasbord of my feelings, emotions, musings and reflections, my football joy and frustrations, and my life and travel experiences. Yes, some readers have suggested that I set up a separate blog to document my travel experiences and I have toyed with the idea (so much so I even have a ready name for this other blog should I decide to set it up) but for now, I will stick to this one blog due to other demands on my time (and besides, will anyone visit this blog if I have another blog solely for trips and travels?). I have, however, compromised by labelling my entries (yes, all entries are only recently labelled) for your benefit (hope they help!).

Reflections turns four today. Thank you for taking the time to read my rants and raves, my puerile thoughts, my angst and joy... and thank you for riding along with me in this journey through life.