"This is what I wanna do"

We were both laughing inside the coffeeshop.

From her love of books and writing then to my career goals in the field of media and entertainment, the talks shifted elsewere…

“Erwin, December is coming,” she says. “Time flies.”

“Hehe,” I chuckle slightly, looking at my coffee cup.

“Can I share to you something?” I then ask her.

“Sure,” she says, listening intently. “What’s up?”

“Have you like, had an experience or some circumstance that made you firmly decide ‘this is what I want to do’ ? ”

“Not that I recall,” she replies in deep thought. “What is it that you want to do?”

I smile at her differently.

“I want to bungee jump. Very soon. Want to come?”

She smiles back.

That Wet Wet Wet reunion

Oh man, is this another sign or what?

I chanced upon watching a DVD of the band Wet Wet Wet, the group known for their hits “Love Is All Around” and “Goodnight Girl”, and once I pushed the play button I felt like I was visited by an old friend.

Twenty-six music videos. I sang along and felt their feel-good vibe and romantic mood all around.

Instantly, creative inspiration came over.

All of a sudden, December 2007 holds the promise of another interesting event.

Broken

The broken clock is a comfort, it helps me sleep tonight
Maybe it can stop tomorrow from stealing all my time
I am here still waiting though I still have my doubts
I am damaged at best, like you’ve already figured out

I’m falling apart, I’m barely breathing
With a broken heart that’s still beating
In the pain there is healing
In your name I find meaning
So I’m holdin’ on, I’m holdin’ on, I’m holdin’ on
I’m barely holdin’ on to you

The broken locks were a warning you got inside my head
I tried my best to be guarded, I’m an open book instead
I still see your reflection inside of my eyes
That are looking for purpose, they’re still looking for life

I’m hanging on another day just to see what you will throw my way
And I’m hanging on to the words you say
You said that I will be ok

The broken lights on the freeway left me here alone
I may have lost my way now, haven’t forgotten my way home

I’m falling apart, I’m barely breathing
With a broken heart that’s still beating
In the pain there is healing
In your name I find meaning
So I’m holdin’ on, I’m holdin’ on, I’m holdin’ on
I’m barely holdin’ on to you

I’m holdin’ on
I’m holdin’ on

I’m barely holdin’ on to you

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