2025: What’s next for World of Will?

A New Year, A New Chapter

There’s something about a new year that feels like a quiet promise. It’s not just about flipping the calendar—it’s about hope, possibility, and the gentle whisper that says, “You can begin again.” While some people dive into resolutions and others take things as they come, I’ve always been the type who treats each new day like a fresh start. If I feel something in my gut, I act on it—I don’t wait around for a perfect moment. Life’s too short for hesitation.

Welcoming the New Year, Far From Home

This year, I celebrated the New Year in a country that isn’t my own. No familiar voices around me. No traditional family noise or midnight hugs. Just the quiet company of my thoughts. And if I’m honest? It was lonely. Not in a dramatic way, but in that soft ache you feel when you miss your roots.

Spending New Year’s in Dubai gave me space—space to reflect, to dream, and to figure out what I really want this year. And my heart keeps going back to one goal: school.
Going back to school is something I’ve carried in my heart for a long time. It’s the kind of dream that doesn’t let you sleep—both comforting and unsettling. I’m hoping I can make it happen through online classes. If not, I’ll have to face some tough decisions. But one thing’s certain: I owe it to myself to try.

A Spiritual Journey: Seeking Stillness

I’ve also been thinking a lot about travel—not just the kind that fills your passport, but the kind that feeds your soul.

One of my biggest wishes this year is to visit a Buddhist temple in Kathmandu, Nepal. I want to sit in silence, talk to monks, and ask the questions that have been swirling in my mind—about purpose, peace, and what it means to truly be present. Maybe they’ll have answers. Maybe they won’t. But I know the journey itself will teach me something sacred.

Thailand and the Philippines are also on my travel list—places that bring joy, color, and connection. And maybe, if the stars align, I’ll explore somewhere unexpected. My time in Georgia last year made me fall in love with winter. I never thought I’d enjoy the cold, but there’s something beautiful about sipping tea in thick sweaters and walking through streets dusted with snow. Funny how life surprises us when we least expect it.

The Mystery of What’s to Come

Thinking about the future is both exciting and a little terrifying, isn’t it? Sometimes I wonder—do we shape our destiny, or is it already written for us? Some believe everything is mapped out, guided by fate or the stars. Others say we carve our path with our choices, one brave step at a time.

Honestly, I don’t know the answer. Maybe it’s a mix of both.
But what I do know is this: when you dream with your whole heart, the universe pays attention. It might not always give you what you want—but it listens. And it meets you somewhere between your plans and its surprises.

Let’s Make 2025 Count

So here’s a little thought I want to share:
Write your dreams down. All of them.
The big ones, the secret ones, the ones that scare you.
Then a year from now, look back—not just to see what came true, but to remind yourself that you dared to dream in the first place.

Whether our future is a canvas or a map, we still have to take the first step.
And maybe that’s all that really matters.

Here’s to making 2025 a year we’ll never forget.
Not because it was perfect, but because we showed up for ourselves.