Breach

Yesterday, I reached the brink. I forgot to listen to my body and it made sure that I heard - loud and clear.

215/110 - numbers that will remain etched forever. A gross miscalculation. The last time was on a dark, rural highway in the Philippines 13 years ago. A near-miss.

Now, for the long, winding road back. On the mend.

Lightning McQueen

Lightning McQueen somehow best represents how I feel right now - deflated.

After all that hustling, it has come down to having not hustled enough.
With that, the possibility that something I love doing is about to be taken away from me.

As Warren Buffett says, "you only find out who is swimming naked, when the tide goes down!"
And as my little brother reminds me, we only just need to consider the fortunes of Deng Xiaoping and Hillary Clinton.

Where to from here?

Flight

Singapore-Bangkok-Tokyo-Bangkok-Singapore-Manila-Bangkok-Singapore-Bangkok-Jakarta-Singapore

All in the space of 12 days.

Plenty

2017 starts from a point of plenty.

A loved husband and a loving father of two treasures. 

A professional journey ahead that will demand everything. 

A simple resolve to treat the body as the temple of the mind, the soul and the spirit. 

Friends who will, for example, spend New Year's Eve building my jigsaw puzzle with me. 

Of books, photos, toy trains, music, black tea and white wines.

A year of love, happiness, contentment, adventure and connection. 

Forward

I can say I am truly happy.

To have survived last year.
To have so much to look back at and look forward to.
To be doing this for work.

Here is a chance to set myself up to fail spectacularly.
I hope I take it, for there will still be so much happiness left.

Forward. 

Two

Six weeks two days. Size of a blueberry. Heart already beating - 119 times per minute.

The advent of Number Two makes me wonder how we will ever be able split our love for Number One.

Happiness!

Sleep

is what I have been missing.

And, time.