Indecisión

Ok, now I have major vexatious decisions to make. First, the matter of when to move my ass out of KL. Things are, as usual, not according to plan. The potential heir to my comfy throne in Plaza apparently back out last minute. Reason? Dad says it is better to move in with people of same age. I can't make any bugger sense of rationality out of the logic there. Anyhow, now I have to contemplate to move out at the beginning or the end of May. There is a tinge of refusal to refuge back in Penang. While musing over the decision last night, I was marauded by the feeling of how I am so going to miss KL. There are so many things that I am going to leave behind. So many. Really reluctant to do so. Gah, decisions.

Then, on a more personal and abstract note, I still do not have a clear guide on whether to pursue it. So many moments gone and wasted. So much for hoping. At these times, I really hate hope. There are a few nano-moments that I really do not feel like going UK. Don't get me wrong here. I really am excited and glad that I have the chance to go there. Except for those moments. Sigh. Another score for indecision.


















Hmmmph.....