Au Revoir, The Picnic Girl!

Life is a series of natural and spontaneous changes.
Don't resist them;  that only creates sorrow. 
Let reality be reality.
Let things flow naturally forward in whatever way they like.
(Lao Tzu)


Do you remember that moment when Wendy decided to leave Neverland? Do you remember Peter promised to always love her in that place between sleeping and awaking where you can still remember dreaming? That is how I feel right now about leaving The Picnic Girl. 

I never thought I would come to this point where life as the Picnic Girl is no longer relevant. It hurts a little and at the same time very relieving to actually find myself grown up, actually love my job, starting a family, and have a bigger dream-- bigger than those dreams of having all the times in the world to lay on the grass watching the world revolving. 

At first, it feels a little bit weird to realize that I no longer make that much time to travel off the beaten path-- and completely ok with that. Yes, I still steal hours and hours of me-time every morning to taste the crisp peppermint wind, sip my coffee slowly, stealing Mondays, listen to the chirping birds, and cloud spotting-- but I also enjoy doing nothing with my husband in our home, going out for a soiree, watching movies, and spend even more time to read and write. I guess growing up is not so bad after all. It is inevitable and enjoyable. 

So, this is the last post on the Picnic Girl. 
I am now moving forward and start a new blog, The Deer and Unexpected Soiree. 



Do: Read Everyday


How many books did you buy and left unread? 
Me? A lot! I do that all the time.

It's such a shame and waste for me to just hoard books..enjoy hunting them and owning them, yet, making no time to actually finish reading. Sometime, I get excited for a new magazine for half an hour, browsing for another 15 minutes, then..never actually finish reading it until the new magazine excitement happen all over again. Some other time, I stack some books and reading them (two or three books in a row) all together at the same time.. (strange, I know.. and pointless.. but, talking of guilt and desperation like a pro book hoarder!)..  

It's pretty ironic actually to feel a bit guilty~ reading feels like wasting precious working time, when it actually can be enriching and refreshing. At the end, I realize: it's not about having time to read. It's more about making time to read. If I can have the time to browse the internet aimlessly..bloghopping for one or two hours, I can make time to read.. that's what I'm trying to believe.

So, this last two months of 2013, I decide to challenge myself with #ReadEveryday. It's simple. Everyday, I have to make time to read (a thin book if it will be a very busy day, a medium book if I have two hours off, a thick book when I feel a bit more ambitious, and a magazine if I had a challenging day). The genre will be varied, but, my goal is to finish reading some books and magazine I've started reading long time ago in November and read new books in December. It couldn't be that hard, right? 



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