Its been awhile since I last had a stroke-of-realization like the one I got on this normal and unseeming Saturday.

Waking up to an awesome Saturday after having a long weekday is always awesome which only makes it even more awesome with a quiet Friday (almost done with my sleep debt lol). Started my morning with my usual daily ritual of cleansing and prayer followed by a light breakfast before setting out for my intended activities. With several hours before heading off, I did some good fragging with MW 2 to blow some, much needed, steam off before wolfing down on the last few pages of one of my older books which, I am quite surprised, still had a lot to teach me.

Also manage to catch an old favourite Disney Animation "Anastasia". Man the nostalgic feeling that filled me was priceless as the Richard Marx & Donna Lewis and Aaliyah tracks ran during the credits. Nostalgia is an interesting thing. It feels like an good old buddy, always warm, friendly, and never fails to lift you up. And of late, been having many of these nostalgia incidents as if I'm an ancient old gramps. I'm only 23.

Anyhoo, after completing my plans for the day, as I reflected on my week I realize how compelling the concept of commitment is. I've lived a great life as a kid, teen, adolesence and a young adult and never had much (or any at all) commitment in life. I've known some who anchor themselves to whatever they're intended purpose is on and stay with it like a Coyote straped to a rocket. I've known some who choose to drop it all somewhere along the way and go in the next road. I've known some who turn they're back and walk in the opposite direction.

This got my thinking "where among the three do I stand on the core aspects in my life?". Do I commit like "For the win!!" or do I commit "One atta time boy"? Another building block for my march in life *shwink*