I woke up today at 6:30 am, and tried to force myself to sleep more but somehow I just cannot. I sat up and wondered what to do during this weekend. I opened my drawer and picked a CD of the Corrs for my Sat morning music. I was not sure what happened but I felt like dancing which I haven't done since college. (Note: I am not at all a pub-hopper or the underground. I only danced in the summer camps we held for teenagers when I was in college.) I let my inspiration lead my body and felt so relaxed with sweat.
I think some little craziness helps me get happier. I almost forgot that I used to be very lively and energetic. But what happens over these years? I don't have a definite answer but I guess it is the magic of friendship. My friends in college school club are all very playful and energetic. I was spoiled at that time when we just went wherever and whenever we want to go. When people get into the workplace, we forget that life used to be a bit irrational, crazy or romantic. We are also required to focus on proccess and objectives. I am not sure whether that is what we call as "being mature." If so, I think I have a "kid syndrome" and will wither away if no such inspiration flowing into me. :-)
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