Of distractions and procrastination
Somehow I managed to remember to login to blogger tonight. Tonight is a rare night where it is quiet in the house. My son is asleep and my daughter is watching Peppa Pig. How time flies. It is almost the end of 2018. I thought i would have written more. The older I get, the faster time seems to go past and moments fall like sand through my fingers. There are things like the scare we got when my grandmother was admitted to the hospital right before the Kaamatan holidays, my sisters going off to uni, the birth of my first niece and my son getting his first dental filling. I think there are too much distraction in modern living. Or perhaps this is just my excuse for not writing more.