Oh, the endless pool of knowledge that the world of books provides! I wish the earth could stop turning for two years just for me to catch up on all unread magical literature - my wishlist of books to read is growing exponentially by the minute!

And then I chance upon Rachmaninoff's opuses and Edgar's serenades... Oh, I wish the earth could stop turning for another two years so that my ears can soak up the beauty of classical music!

And I stroll around my garden in the gorgeous spring sunshine, taking in whiffs of perfumed flowers, listening to the tweet-tweeting of the friendly doves and admiring how quickly the rose bushes grow... Oh, I could do this forever!

And I get a strike of inspiration from all the wonders around me, and wish I could pen the moments down. But I am overwhelmed with another strike of inspiration that leaves me wanting to just be - to just soak up the moment with no care nor agenda in the world.

Oh, there's so much to do, so little time!