its been a while. since i last take a walk through the canopy of trees from condo to monash (= remembrance of me, hui ting and khe cia floods by the pot-holes infested path. *laughs* who would have thought that a year passes faster as you add a year to your age?
i like us leaning back in dread, and be happy everytime the sky peeks through the leaves. a gentle reminder that there's almost always a
misses the morning sun, the honks and the laughs. misses.
that one day when i'll fill my home with canopies lined with bushes of gardenias will come. i want to smell them in every wake and watch them in every bloom. *smiles* jo would know my crazy infatuation with them (and no, there's no relevance to the bread gardenia)
in the mean time,i will settle for ralph lauren blue. (= yes, i'll settle for you my petite.
*hints*
*hints*
heh. random blogging has become a hobby of mine amidst all the chaos and hectic. for the first time, i wanted to be at home and wonder about myself. realized some adventures are more insighful when you walk that road by yourself.
i used to indulge in moments of solitude only to come upon realization, we cant go through it all as one figure. people have to come in some day some how. and when they do, its hard for you to discard their presence, their laughter and their nuisance all in a day.
so accustomed to the crushing hugs and kisses. and when they go away for a while, its like a withdrawal symptom. *laughs*
i will go back to the past one day. then again, perhaps i already have *grins*
i used to indulge in moments of solitude only to come upon realization, we cant go through it all as one figure. people have to come in some day some how. and when they do, its hard for you to discard their presence, their laughter and their nuisance all in a day.
so accustomed to the crushing hugs and kisses. and when they go away for a while, its like a withdrawal symptom. *laughs*
i will go back to the past one day. then again, perhaps i already have *grins*
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