most of the time...

i want to run...
i want to have some candyfloss...
i wish i could just go give sojo a hug...
things sort themselves out...
words are inadequate to completely express what i feel...
colours influence my moods...
thoughts are precious and few...
there's a song in my head...
i have simple desires...
i save the best for last...
my friends understand me...
i am grateful for what i have...
i have high expectations...
i contradict myself.

"elbows and brown pants"

I believe in instincts, vibes and filters. They aren't always well defined, it's sometimes difficult to articulate them, and yet you can just feel them. No Dejavus don't count.

At the risk of sounding outdated, I don't get sms. Pray why should I do away with my vowels? I happen to like them very much! I find it very difficult to take a message seriously when it says, "gud jb! clnt luvs cmpgn" Actually that's probably because am cringing at the slaughter. Subliminally, I have filtered you out.

And elbows off the table please!

Getting to know me has taken a while.

try some articulation!

Things change, all the time. A few minutes after i wrote my last post, my life took yet another turn. I dunno if this one has added any texture to the fabric, seems like i was chasing a gossamer dream - again.

Again, i wonder if am the only surviving hopeful. If am too old school to expect things to move slow, for them to not be purrrfect at the word go? Talking to an old new-found friend helped. Just voicing thoughts, wondering out loud to someone who proally has a few similar questions to ask. Unfortunately we dint come up with any foolproof answers. But then there really aren't any.

Relationships are complicated, or do we make them so? Are we afraid of simplicity because it shows others who we truly are? Are smokescreens really the best way to go?

Time flies by, every moment passing only once. Does that make it irrelevant or truly precious? How do we decide in three months that a lifetime together will not work out?

I think I should just stop thinking. The rustle of leaves outside is perfectly calming.