Every now and then, I feel that life has reached a turning point. Like right now.
However, when I look back, I know for sure that I have felt like this before, but I can not really put a finger on any such turns in the past, which means that there weren't really turning points.
Such turning points are like looking at very large map, and seeing jagged edges and craggy lines all over the place. But when you step back and look at it from a distance (like when you look back at life in hindsight), things almost always look and undulating.
What spurred me into action today was an old friend praising my last post - nothing cuts through the haze of inertia like motivation. Now that I have a confirmed audience (albeit of a single individual), I will strive not to disappoint it.
My parents and sister are here on holiday and I think I have spent more time with them in the past week than ever before in the last nine years, since I left school. I had done something which had disappointed them a lot just a month back, and I was worried about how things were going to be. However, things are just fine. I guess it is easiest to seek forgiveness from ones parents. It does increase the chances of hurting them again, which is not good. I hope that I will be able to be a similar parent when my turn comes.