The world didn't end yesterday. Why am I not surprised!? I still remember the world "ending" was a big topic back in 2000. Y2K. Anyone remember that fiasco? I was in 5th grade and I didn't think too much about it. But this time, I'm older, and it's a bit different. Throughout this whole week, I felt worried. What if the world really did end on December 21, 2012? They called it DOOM'S DAY for a reason, right? Assuming that we might all die on Doom's Day, I kept reflecting upon this past year--how so much have changed within the past six months and what might happen within the next six months (if there is another six months). I kept going back to the "what-if's." What if I stayed? What if I did what others' thought was right for me? But I cannot stop thinking about the "why-not's." Why not try to do something you've always wanted to do? Why not try it now instead of later? Then, every doubt/fear will disappear. I think I'm slowly coming to terms with my decisions; and I'm feeling pretty damn good about it all.
Well, I'm glad the world didn't end, and that we're all still alive. If the world really did end, I lived life with no regrets. Bingo! Time to keep truckin' & hustlin'!
If the world were to end yesterday, what would be something you'd do to live a "fulfilled" life?