China's Chen Yi Bing

Japan's Makoto

I think I might have written something like this before, but then again, I'm longwinded, old and proned to repetition, so I'll just continue with the muse. Watching the Men's Gymnastics at the Olympics, I am moved by how disciplined and strong the bodies are and I came to the realisation that the human body is indeed amazing. It is mouldable, trainable and like clay, sculptable. It's fantastic how malleable and how adaptable the human physical form is. one can only imagine the elation of years of hard work and training coming to fruition in the attainment of a medal at the Olympics. It must have been many years of tears, pain and loneliness as they trained to become the great atheletes they are today.

Then again, watching all these people who are of my age or younger, achieve such mind-blowing feats of strength, grace and agility on an international stage, also makes me wonder what in the world have I been living my life for. It seems to me that I might have just wasted my life away. All 25 years of it.

Still, there's only so much self pity one can ooze out of his pores and I can either choose to do something about it, or lie around, wallowing in self pity and sloth. Even if I keep collapsing, even if people keep laughing at me, it's time to make the most of the gift of life that has been given to me. I can't afford to waste it anymore. There isn't much time left to waste. Like the phoenix, I will rise again from the ashes. I will rise again.