Wicked and Wonderful 2025

Today I was asked, “What’s something you did in 2025 that you want to take into next year?”

My answer: the good problems I created for myself.

The many goals, milestones, pressures, stretch goals, bucket lists — including the silly ones — the Australia bucket list, food adventures, adventures in general, credit card debt, red-eye flights, and early morning jogs.

The many “yeah, I’ll give it a try” moments — even the ones I had to bail on at the last minute. The many crying sessions of “why the fuck did I do this to myself?”

So many nights ending dead tired, knowing there were still a plethora of things to get on with

The half-surviving garden and the completely dead jasmine.
The hydroponic chilli.
The chicken chintamani.

A year of monthly plans — ask me what I’m doing on the same day next year, and I’ll need to refer to my calendar. Bookings, printed menus, unpaid leave, double-booked calendar, and an 18,908-item to-do list — mostly self-inflicted.

The challenges that came with crying in the office toilet, crying in front of my fave pasta restaurant in South Yarra, crying while typing messages to Liz, Jik, Fafa, and Amma.

Pressure.
Self-inflicted pressure.

All out of curiosity.

“Why do you do this to yourself?” — from Fafa.
“Don’t tire yourself out” — from my Appa.

All in the name of memories.

Also, because rest is for the wicked.

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