In the midst of my hectic routine, the urge to leave a mark here suddenly sparked. I'm trying to think outside the box here even though my fingers are itching to hammer these letters and call it a post. See? Unusual words are jumping out one after another, lining up to form uncanny sentences. Erroneous, they may be, but oh what fun it is. A moment of liberation.
2014. It shall be a bumpy ride, yet I never will not looking forward to see the morning sun. Hardship is waiting by the door. Let's go, buddy! I'll turn you into treasured gold!
Blessed with three lives this year—mine, wife's, and our new cute hero's. Fatherhood moment is something worth dying for. Parenthood is a different story, though. Motherhood? Impossible for me. Not because I am the father, but because it is a burden beyond my strength to shoulder. She is an alien. Out of this world. Awesome.
"Oh father, childhood is awesome too!" I'm imagining he would say that right now. In English, I want him to call me 'father'. It sounds way cooler. Even though he is the cutest creature on earth at the moment, any hamster or kitten would beat him in 20 years. By then he will become the coolest man this world has ever seen; with knowledge and wisdom, with loyal companions.
Let the story unfolds.
P/s: Okay blog, see you in 2015, if not sooner.
