The Hungry March

I must start writing regularly by next week.

I must start to be proactive by tomorrow.

I must learn something new every day, starting tomorrow.

I must feel the brain getting confused and frustrated. That is how I know I'm improving.

I must keep fit and eat more fruits.

I must love my girlfriend more.

I must have a decent-sized book by the end of the year.

And the biggest (and also the most ironic) "must" of all,

I must not put too much pressure on myself.

After all I've mentioned, adding in a pressure-inducing statement to mitigate all the other pressures isn't exactly an effective measure is it?

Now that got me thinking -- whoever said doing a "must" should be pressurising?

I'll always have the choice to have fun, but it seems I respond better to obligation, although having fun ensures less stress, less boredom, less humdrum and less frustration if the above "musts" are not fulfilled.

Why am I driven by obligation?

I love this time of the night. It seems like all the clever one-liners are queueing up for the 1pm show.

"If we were to play a game, and if I had to be a flying bird, I'd be a penguin. Because that's what I like to do: the impossible."