Dizziness of the Winding Road

I when back home yesterday, from a hectic day in office. Suddenly, it hit me, right smack in the middle of my mind, that I'm 32 this year (not exact, but will be soon in a couple of month, before the year end). And I'm here, which I term as nowhere, a place I called, neither here nor there. I think I'm one of the few (or maybe not that few) those who are unlucky. Unlucky to have a family, just yet. But the other kind, the kind who have a family already, term us, the lucky one. Lucky for still being a single. Anyway, as for me, I miss those time coming back to a home, having a kid waiting for me and my partner kissing my lip. Somehow when I speak of them, it sound more imaginary rather than real! But I do used to have kid, a baby Persian mixed Siamese cat, hmm well not so a baby, he was darn big. But manja like a baby.

Anyway, the point here is, at which point in your life, you should settle down? Prior to being 32, I used to think that by 30, I should've been married and starting a family. And most of my single-more-than-30-years-old friend, doesn't seem to care that much bout starting a family, anymore.

Can being a single be term as settling down too?

Well, as much as I wanna agree with all those who gonna say 'Relax, for a guy, your still young' yada yada yada.... Be in our shoe or shoes, then you'll know how young is young.

Will God send me an Angel? I am still hoping for it.

But rest assured, if I'm destined to be single, then I'll be the AngeL.

Just a rant.. I am soo need to have a cuppa latte.