Look at that bright stars in the distant sky. Those are your dreams and wishes. Now flap your little wings and fly…
I miss reading a good novel. I miss translating and editing.
But deadlines are my worst enemies now.
Juggling between taking care of highly demanding toddler with literacy work is just too much of a challenge.
In order to keep my sanity, I must choose.
Maybe it’s about time for me to start pursuing my other interest.
My life long dream actually.
To write and publish my own book.
To inspire people through my writings.
At least then I don’t have to worry about meeting strict deadlines.
And it’ll keep my mind—imagination and creativity—from being numb.
*learn to flap.. flap.. flap.. my little wings*