I fell in love with this view. Taken in Arashiyama, Kyoto, Japan.

The devastating side effects of reaching my mid-twenties is that I no longer have the same youthful energy I was used to. I no longer can put things off till midnight where my mind works best, because by then, I'm just physically exhausted.

So what I'm trying to say is that... I know this 2017 post is a little late. While I'd have preferred writing this in the wee hours of the morning on a Saturday, I unfortunately do not have that physical bandwidth anymore. (This is also most definitely due to the lack of exercise and declining metabolism, yikes.)

I haven't been very active blogging but I tell myself it's because I've been too busy enjoying life (for the first time in two years), and I ain't even sorry. :D

But really, 2016 had been my year of change. I think turning 25 catapulted me into automatic Adult Mode. Taking the leap into the unknown, because the familiar had grown cancerous. I felt tested in more ways than one - in faith, resilience, self-belief, creativity. Believe me, I fought my darndest. However, they say count your blessings; through all these battles, I'd been lucky to be surrounded by rock-solid individuals who have helped me stay anchored. So thank my lucky stars for A+ people who chose to stay in my life.

So now that we're in 2017, I won't echo the "new year, new me" humdrum. As far as I'm concerned, the new me came last year. This year, I am going to keep going at my own pace, continuing the positive changes I've started. I don't know where I'm headed from here, but I'll take each day as it comes. Hopefully with each new year, I'm a step closer to understanding who I am in this vast universe.

Or do we ever really know ourselves?