'Till death do us part - 1

This is the life! A quiet weekend, driving around, reading, eating instant food, watching sitcoms and chatting idly with good friends.

I've found a new book to read called "Princess". So far, it is pretty horrific from what's related as a true story.

I must add that after posting my last blog, I did a bit of self reflection. I parted with my sunglasses, much like Bilbo did with the Ring, because it was the right thing to do. And I must say, I really feel a whole lot better now than when it was "mine".

There is a recurring issue that has been bugging me lately. It's like tinnitus, only it's getting louder with time: finding a suitable mate and getting settled. I've reached the point in age where the elders (by elders I mean people who have passed this milestone) think it is high time I gave up my free and single life to take up responsibility in participating in the circle of life. On this vibe, it is like all the daggers of the universe have turned at me. My parents worry obsessively, I know. People ask if I am married and when I say no, I can see concerned expressions. Some people suggest I should start socialising and meeting new people, some say I should look for suitors working in particular industries, some say I should settle down soon before it is too late to have children, even my so-called friends ask me if there are any updates on the dating situation since they last checked 2 weeks ago. Relatives and family friends are starting to talk and question my parents. The social pressure alone makes it feel like a trap, where a wild animal is being cornered only to be strapped with a ticking time bomb.

My thoughts on this?

I have stuggled to put my thoughts together in a little paragraph for hours, but I give up. I think I'll collect my thoughts and revisit this topic when it is not so overwhelming...