Your Sweet♥~
Linda Ser.
♥♥♥
Smiling to herself as she sat at the table waiting for him to bring back the drinks. She relaxed back in her chair and gazed out of the window to the cold June day that caused the trees to dance wildy in the wind. She thought about what she had learned, who she once was and who she had now become. She now had a job that she loved, wonderful people whom she knew so true and felt confident within herself to reach for what she wanted.
She was a woman who made mistakes, who sometimes cried on a Monday morning or at night alone in bed. She was a woman who often became bored with her life and found it hard to get up for work. She was a woman who more often than not had a bad hair day, who looked in the mirror and wondered why she couldn't just drag herself to the gym; she was a woman who sometimes questioned what reason had she to live on this planet. She was a woman who sometimes just got things wrong.
On the other hand, she was a woman with a million happy memories, who knew what it was like to experience true love and who was ready to experience more life, more love and make new memories. Whether it happened in ten months or ten years, she would just obey the final message. Whatever lay ahead, she knew she would open her heart and follow where it led her.
In the meantime, she would just live.
♥
Music ♥
Thursday, June 07, 2007
Dream of the Past
In that dream, I was puffing on a cigarette with a couple of friends (I can't remember who) in my school (tpss) uniform while sashaying along a street... into a building.
Gradually, bouts of familiarity and intimate feelings hit me -- TPSS and Illuzion.
Don't ask me. I don't know how to tell. It's like TPSS and Illuzion cum together; the atmosphere, the feeling, everything.
Very funny, you may think; how can a school and a pub be mixed into one?
So do I.
There were the lights, the people, the ambience, the feeling, the happiness.
I can't seem to find the right word to convey.
Whatever it is, I had a night whereby I returned to my yesteryears.
Everything happened... so nostalgically.
