Saturday, February 27, 2010

' Can you remember whether you'd had a dream? One perhaps that seemed very real? '
'Oh yes.' Heidi's eyes met his. ' I dream every night that I'm back with Grandfather and can hear the wind whistling through the fir trees. I know in my dream the stars must be shining brightly outside, and I get up quickly and open the door of the hut - and it's so beautiful. But when I wake up I'm always still here in Frankfurt. '

Friday, February 26, 2010

running out of alone-times.

Friday, February 19, 2010

Time to file for tax returns from Yellowstone.
Just received an email from Teri Nightingale. Sigh....
How do you describe this kind of longing?

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Homesick without leaving home.

Does that mean home is not home?

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

It's always the same story..

B sees A.
B resists talking to A.
A leaves.
B regrets and promises to talk the next time.
With some luck, A returns.
B becomes too nervous to start.
A leaves again.
And the most brilliant of pick up lines form.


We were watching old faithful go off far into the horizon by a bright orange sunset in my dreams last night.

We were free.

Monday, February 15, 2010

Work's been so busy I haven't got the time to write.

It's finally the long CNY break but I'm so tired I feel like every free minute should be spent catching up with my sleep or doing other mindless stuff rather than blog. I do have tons of things to talk about but.. aye, I guess I should wait till I'm more awake.

Work's been alright. Extremely exhausting but at least there are kids around. I have more to say.. but I'm too tired to do it right now.

What's important though, is that even though work's been taking up a huge chunk of my time now, some things still remain as important, as beautiful and as painful to me.

Like at the back of my mind, something's waiting for me. Just like how I've been waiting for it.

You can never say never.
Why we don't know when
time and time again
Younger then than we were before.

Don't let me go..
Don't let me go.

Monday, February 08, 2010

I hate it when grandma goes on a rampage like that.

Getting so sick of old people and their opinions and pride.

They know what is what but they don't know what is what. They just strut.

What the fuck?
Trying to find time.

Saturday, February 06, 2010

I want a POTO mask.

Thursday, February 04, 2010

Always on my mind.