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In the mood for 'Molla'ing by Maydoni

I just come to realize, all these times when I feel like giving up on solving(?) the Rubik's cube is because when I finally managed to complete one side, I'd be afraid to 'disturb' it to complete the other sides. Afraid that I will not be able to reverse the steps to get back to the yahoo!-all-9-same-colored-squares-on-one-face feeling.

Same goes with the past 20++ years of my life. I felt like I was contented enough with all the rezeki that Allah had gave me all this while, and not looking forward to do more challenging things in life (e.g. other than working in that so-called 'best place').

Now that I'm reaching the big three-oh, I feel like missing 1/2 of the adventures of life. To date, I don't really have significant items that I can truly call 'mine'. E.g., the car - my dad's. No land, no house, no estate, no loans, no responsibilities (as in family), no career to be proud of, none, nada, nilch. If you say that is good for me for not having anything to think and be stressed about (yet), thanks for the discouragements.

When I heard that a same-aged bachelorette friend of mine gonna own a house by mid-Feb, boy, how I envy her so much.

It's about time to flip the faces of the Rubik's cube. Will tell you when I finally manage to solve 'em all.

ThE DeaTh aNd ThE StRaWBeRRy