Woke up at 7am in the morning, it's early for Sunday morning.

Supposed to go for RP Brooks Run in the morning, due to H1N1 cases in RP and Staff Andy's reminder not to get into quarantine.

I thought it's better to stay at home, and it means Reflection Time!

Time is running out, before I might be posted to my next specialist course. If it's ASLC, I would have little time during weekend, since I would be going live firing, outfield and eventually going overseas.

Now that I am in AFC, I have more free time and yet I am letting it slip away.

So many things I want to accomplish, yet so little initiative within me.

Unsolved problems. Unfulfilled desires.

Perhaps it's time to force myself to go on the hard way, again.

Time for a gust of wind to blow me to my next course. Let sail Cloudy!

Where's that windmill?