Tuesday, December 14, 2004
It's a love & hate affair. The kinda people, the kinda things people do, the kinda things you have to do, the kinda behaviour put up by people, the kinda attitude & respect you receive. Sometimes I feel I had enough. But a day later, I feel so blissful to be there to enjoy all that's given. If only I can control the percentages of blissful & non-blissful days. I'll make it to a ratio of 364 :1.
I'm thrown into the middle of a crossroad, stripped of a map & compass - directionless - not knowing to turn left, turn right, go straight or take the back path, at the same time risk geting knocked down as I'm hesitating on the take of direction. A stroll turn bad. I thought this walk will be a good break from the previous bumpy ride. But the blisters & sore are getting on to me. Sorching sun & rainy weathers are of no help either.
I need to seek shelter. Get myself all covered & protected from the negative forces of humanity. Brace brace brace. It's a long trip & I'm still miles away from my terminal. For the time-being, I need a refill.
// she's beautifully chaotic at 10:27 PM >> 