2007?

Looking back @ this, I do remember being naively happy, unrestrained and free. Being on holiday, I was there with there with happyness. People call it a constant pursuit, sometimes, my workmates, they refer to it as a work-life balance? It's 1.45 a.m. here and I wish I could sleep, but my thoughts are as clear as day. Insane thoughts like wanting to swim at the bay, let the waves craddle the storm in my head away. Not that I should have a lot to worry about, I guess in a way? Wishing to achieve, to contribute to a bigger purpose or cause is not a worry... it's a want. Jebus, I'm freaking 27, should I not be thinking about settling down? Getting married to the right person, have kids like my siblings did?? Why the constant unsettled vibes?
Maybe it's the options, too many options and opportunities the world presents itself to us gen-yers that keeps us unsettled. Forever on our feets, chasing and running after with the wind towards the end of the rainbow for each our pot of gold. Again, happyness... in many, many forms. In many ways, our parents may have had it right, they had a sole or (as I love to refer it as) soul purpose to provide and protect for the children and a strongly etched sense of duty to the family. My dad, he used to whisper, remember your roots, girl. I will, dad, I will.