The infinitive why (?)
Lately all around me there have been emotions floating around, qns unanswered to a world constantly asking the why/how/what/when, the cruel reality and enlightening fantasy of life.
It's one hell of a rollercoaster, this life. Smiles and frowns exchange like a snap of your fingers. It's a crazy crazy world.
Been in my regular emo and reflective mode, reasearching and observing stuff happening around me, drawing conclusions and sometimes coming down to a qn mark cos it's so complex. Have been thinking lately of compiling all the journals i've written, online and on paper. Kinda like a memoir thing. Just a thought.
TIME. Something we do not have. So precious. Like LIFE.
Recently bought Dido's LIFE FOR RENT album. Talks about love, life, regret, and life for rent. is it? personally i don't agree. cos our life is not ours to keep. We were all created with a purpose.
SIGH~
think.
It's one hell of a rollercoaster, this life. Smiles and frowns exchange like a snap of your fingers. It's a crazy crazy world.
Been in my regular emo and reflective mode, reasearching and observing stuff happening around me, drawing conclusions and sometimes coming down to a qn mark cos it's so complex. Have been thinking lately of compiling all the journals i've written, online and on paper. Kinda like a memoir thing. Just a thought.
TIME. Something we do not have. So precious. Like LIFE.
Recently bought Dido's LIFE FOR RENT album. Talks about love, life, regret, and life for rent. is it? personally i don't agree. cos our life is not ours to keep. We were all created with a purpose.
SIGH~
think.