One memorable day...

I've been absorbed in Dicken's Great Expectations for the last few days (list #23) and this paragraph really jumped off the page and got me thinking...

"That was a memorable day to me, for it made great changes in me. But, it is the same with any life. Imagine one selected day struck out of it, and think how different its course would have been. Pause you who read this, and think for a moment of the long chain of iron, or gold, of thorns or flowers, that would never have bound you, but for the formation of the first link on one memorable day."

I've come to learn that often it's not the decisions we agonise through and turn over and over in our heads, but rather those we make in a split second that have the most impact on our future...

what chains have been built from your decisions?

Sometimes I'm glad I grew up....

I just took an entertaining, albeit slightly horrifying, little stroll down memory lane. There I was sitting at the kitchen counter, doing nothing in particular with the radio playing in the background when suddenly the opening bars of a particular song sent me flying back 10 years into my childhood. Before I knew it I was singing every word and my feet were shuffling into the dance routine my friends and I had choreographed...

The song? And it pains me to admit this...
“Everybody” by none other than The Backstreet boys



These guys were the band of my childhood. I had the posters, the t-shirt, the sticker album, the scrapbook and all their songs on tape! (This was a decade ago...)


Seriously?
What was I thinking?

I was a dorky kid.

And as I type this I’m still bopping and singing along to that song:

Am I original? (yeah) Am I the only one? (yeah). Am I sexual (yeah) Am I everything you need? you better rock your body now! Everybody, rock your body...

Yep, I’m still a dork.
But I’m probably the coolest dork you’ll ever meet.

Narrow driveways can teach you things...

Today I learnt a life lesson:


It's only when you're in a hurry that you reverse into the wall.

Moral of the story, in the words of Mr. Jack Johnson:

"slow down everyone you're moving to fast"