“He dug so deeply into her sentiments that in search of interest he found love, because by trying to make her love him he ended up falling in love with her. Petra Cotes, for her part, loved him more and more as she felt his love increasing, and that was how in the ripeness of autumn she began to believe once more in the youthful superstition that poverty was the servitude of love. Both looked back then on the wild revelry, the gaudy wealth, and the unbridled fornication as an annoyance and they lamented that it had cost them so much of their lives to find the paradise of shared solitude. Madly in love after so many years of sterile complicity, they enjoyed the miracle of living each other as much at the table as in bed, and they grew to be so happy that even when they were two worn-out people they kept on blooming like little children and playing together like dogs.”

― Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude

“I can't stand it to think my life is going so fast and I'm not really living it.” ― Ernest Hemingway, The Sun Also Rises

“I loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be.” - Charles Dickens

Oh, Charles Dickens.❤

“A book is really like a lover. It arranges itself in your life in a way that is beautiful.” — Maurice Sendak

267: For 2014.

Quote from Haruki Murakami's book Kafka on the Shore ; I own the Photo

Happy Holidays my dear loves. Just a few days from now we are wrapping 2014. If you've seen my posts for the past few months most of them are about how seemingly my year had been. I have admitted on my post (Fail Forward 2014) that this year had been a decline.

To say, I have two options on how I would call my 2014: a.) it sucks or b.) pure lessons. I have seen Facebook statuses that others call this year as 'it sucks' and how they want the year to end. But I refuse to agree, I'd say that this year was pure lessons, but lessons through pain. Although, there were many expectations and (personal) goals that were not met, it taught me what my weaknesses were, and how to be resilient. I'm actually glad that for these failures because I guess if I did not encounter them I would have not address what my weakness was.

I was able to tell myself to take a pause and assess the situation as my goals were clearly spinning out of control. I have come to acknowledge my problems and led me to understand myself better. Now, I've started to list down my goals for next year and before I list down the items I would reflect if I can really commit to these tasks. All items I've listed were not limited because of my weakness but rather assessed and listed according to my priorities.

Looking at my goals I can only cross my finger and think of what I want in the end, so I am more hopeful this time. So 2014 might have been painful but seriously, I am grateful for the failed expectations, for lost love ones, and for the heart breaks.I am now ready for 2015. Je Suis Prest.