what's your mode of transport?
mine is the sun. when it rises dripping from the sea when it falls like honey on the trees when it swallows up clouds my soul moves with it.
mine is you.
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i was sitting in an empty LRT yesterday after finishing my last paper to meet my friends for dinner before i realised that at that moment, for the first time in months, i actually felt contented. contented as in the inner sigh kind where you wish that time could stop right there and then because you're not burdened by some silly impending deadline or reponsibility or disaster and there's no one who's expecting more or less of you. i kept smiling stupidly at that realization and gosh. i felt happy. i really did. and i guess i still am. (: haha. wanna go on and take all of it and just run as fast as you can just cos you can so time will go and we may be far apart i know but as far as i can see this feels so good there's no need for change it's alright with me it's as simple as it should be simple as it should be. -tristan prettyman update: oh and for those of you who actually sacrificed the extra mins to comment on my southeast asian food project blog a couple of weeks ago, you guys really helped to rock it. my tutor was so impressed by the content, comments & suggestions that she gave an A+ for it. i couldn't have done it without you all. so yay. thanks. ALOT! :D |
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