Another year, a second CLAY conference.

Last year, CLAY pulled me out of my little, big bump in my road of life. With the help of CLAY, my perspective on life changed, I changed. However, in order for this change to take place, I pretty much had to turn into a child again. I had to adopt the mindset of a 5 year old girl and regard things in my life like I was a toddler. Just like a child, I constantly took from the people around me without hesitation, barely giving any thought to how my actions would affect others, I savoured every little pretty thing nature and life threw at me like it was a precious gem, I pouted when things didn't go my way, I found amusement in every aspect of life, I was, in a sense, blissfully ignorant. It was beautiful. Life was beautiful.

A year later, CLAY rolled around again, and this time it matured me. CLAY '10 told the child of CLAY '09 to become an adult. I can still be happy, I can still love life, I just have to take things in stride, take a little less and give a little more. I've had my time to heal, it's enough me time, it's everyone else time now.

Though it's still too early to tell exactly how I'll be maturing, all I know is that I'm starting. I almost threw out that key and chucked that Diwali lamp out my window... almost. I was so close that could hear the tinkling crash of the clay as it hit the pavement. But I guess there are somethings that a part of me still can't let go of. I'm getting there though, I can feel it.

"Twenty four oceans, twenty four skies. Twenty four failures, and twenty four tries. Life is not what I thought it was twenty four hours ago, and I'm not who I thought I was twenty four hours ago."