Extremely exhausted today..
Started the day at , which is an awfully odd time for me since.. On a regular working day I cannot for the life of me get up that early.
Chilli Crab Pasta (which was rather meh), at my favourite hideout place, Hyde & Co.
Except, I much prefer being there on a weekday. Weekend crowds & me =
In the middle of a random weekday, it can be quite a sanctuary.
Sometimes I wonder if my determination could be stronger.
Exactly what are the excuses we give ourselves when we fall short of our goals.
Do we make up too much excuses?
Sometimes I wonder if I intentionally set goals too high, so that I may achieve beyond what I thought I could. But when these "goals" don't realise, I end up asking myself, was I insufficient?
Or was I impractical?
It's a deadly cycle of pushing yourself, falling short, yet surpassing the last achievement.
I can't help but think to myself, had I been more determined, could I have done it?