Muse

It's amazing how sometimes we love to go against the rules and warnings. And the paradox, the outcome is most brilliant when the rebellion succeeds in turning about that table.

She strikes once again, after a year of rest. And I just love how she goes against all odds to recreate that awe-stricken look in my face when I open that door to find strings of loverly messages floating all over my room space. I suppose I should just stop you and the lot from surprising me. The whole bunch of you all jumbled up is just as much as a pocket of surprise. The things that springs from us all.

Our antics, our jokes, the infectious laughters, the times we stood by each another, the many moments we sat in silence just because that's all we can do.

Sher. Yee. Vini. Andrew. David Lim. TY Tan. Sam D. Darray. Daniel W. Hui Ting.

I can lie awake whole night just grinning at the balloons stringing my face above me. Reading all the scribbles from each and everyone of you, if only they last forever. But nothing does. And I know you bunch are here to stay for a while. So, I'll just jot down all your lil' notes into my black book and hope you all will write me more tomorrow and tomorrow.

And to Dave, it's awesome to hear you wish me all the way from HongKong. And Jol & Chuah thanks for giving me the blues back home. Birthday Taiping style. I wont have it any way else (= Adrian, it would be even more AWESOME if you just pass me that iphone 4 you're getting X) And yes Richard, I know you love me so much you that your feelings are just beyond words. Just get me that cookie monster jar already!!

The dream was beautiful. Even if it lasted just a fraction of real time.

I caught that forgotten smiles, the missed hugs, the unheard song and much of things I overlooked for so long now. All those faces I know parading with much laughter. Even in dreams I find myself avoiding all of you. But I went back in the end. The door was ajar, and I am sitting just outside peeping in. I like watching all of you from afar. It feels as if such untainted camaraderie should be left alone, sealed in a jar.

I may not have enter the room before I finish that dream. But I am just a step away despite making a long turn and skipping a few opportunities. Shit happens, but who said they're not salvageable?

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For the first time in a while, I woke with a grin on my face. And I have many to thanks.