Time is definitely an asset

I have always dreamt of living in an English cottage in the South England countryside

But time is definitely a hindrance on this

Miss all the nice things you've found in the lowlands. When peace comes knocking at the door step

(pictures; Google)

Last week, I had this dream. I went back to England, for a visit. Such a fun trip. I did not know what was the meaning of my dream. Am I missing something in my life? Or perhaps I am just tired with the every day's routines. The truth is, I am tired for these few weeks, I haven't even got the time to finish some of the books that I've bought. There are just too many things to be done at the same time, datelines, house cleaning. I need a vacation - English countrysides definitely. I remember my student's day of heading to the book store in the high street just after finishing my classes, rummaging the pages of the latest best sellers or even sitting on the bench, just watching people walking by or even walking in the canopy of maple trees when the leaves just turned yellow during autumn. I dream of a simple life, when nobody is going to chase you with datelines. I miss those days... time does not permit me to do things that I've wanted to do in this age. There are just so many things to catch up, perhaps the dream of going back to the place I discovered myself would be an ambition that I need to achieve. Not the SUV or MPV or even a BMW. But days spent in England would be fine for me...

Nobody is perfect either

Life is a journey.... the road is narrow and winding,

outlined with trees of hopes

(picture; Google)

Everybody is definitely not perfect

(picture; Google)

Nobody is perfect. I agree on that. Sometimes we make mistakes, sometimes we think that we can't do everything that we want. But perfection is often underestimated. We dream for something big, but we do not have any means for that. We think that we are good, that sometimes we forget little things that should matter to us such as rest, leisure and happiness. We work like there is no tomorrow, we have paper chase and yet we forget humanistic values. We forget that life is indeed short, where are we heading after tomorrow? I remember when I was young, at the age of 17, I told my my best friend at that time, that I have my life all mapped out, planned nicely, to whom I've wanted to marry, even the number of children to have. Yet, God has other plans for me, there were bumpy rides along the way, failed relationships, challenging work experiences and life heart aches. Then, I realise that I need to stop planning my life. There is definitely no more plans at all, I just need to go with the flow. I am not perfect, and things sometimes do not turn out as what I've wanted. It's all right if people say you are not good, well .... nobody is perfect either!