It is raining outside. I am melancholic. Rita Coolidge is singing. My heart says live for the moment. My head says I wish I could. The worrywart in me is fidgety. Why are you not living one day at a time, the sane me asks. Because I have no answer to that, the confused me replies. I am wearing too many hats, I tell myself. Let go and let God, my long forgotten spiritual self reassures. That is exactly what I need to do.
Peter Gabriel Tan. Penangite residing in the Klang Valley. Blissfully married to Wuan. A LaSallian through and through. Slave to three cats. Wheelchair user since 1984. Columnist of Breaking Barriers in The Borneo Post. Principal Trainer at Peter Tan Training specialising in Disability Equality Training. This blog chronicles my life, thoughts and opinions. Connect with me on Twitter and Facebook. View all posts by Peter Tan