neither a heart nor a liver nor a spleen, but 'tis a lung that brings new breath to my life...
when i tell a story, i don't usually start with its begining.
stories in real life seldom have an introduction. real stories start from nowhere. not "once upon a time". not "a long time ago". its hard to pinpoint a begining. mostly because when i'm on a journey, i don't really focus on the start, just the destination or a journey itself. the start is left buried in the thousands of anecdotes.
what about friendships? do we recall the first time our eyes meet? or the moment when we first greeted each other? or the random incident that threw two people into each others path like a deadly accident involving an eventual pile up and chaos?
no. there is no begining.
where do we start when describing a person? his/her appearance? personality? background? interactions? far too impersonal. noone wants to fill up questionaires with an objective perspective. what do we say? lost for words...
so let's start here then...
i like smiles
i like pouts
i like weird noises when vexed
i like how efficient things are when well planned
i like apples - and sometimes rosy cheeks remind me of them. i mean red apples. not green aples.
i like deep words and deep thoughts. but only when they really mean something.
i like openness
i like frogs but only because they are cute and yet so cool
i like warm food
i like soft lights that illuminate but not blind
i like listening to people sing in karaokes
i like singing. not necessarily in karaokes
i like singing in karaokes. okay, i lie, but it has its moments
i like clothes that don't scream fashionista but only whispers keen dressing
i like long sleeved turtle necks
i like warm clothing
i like eyes that sparkle
i like rosy cheeks
i like rosy cheeks that are without make up
i like songs that are quiet
i like songs i can dance to
i like dancing
i like dancing in a circle. the exchanging partners till we no longer recognise where we are
i like closeness
i like humour especially when its self deprecating
i like shopping
i like comfort food, soups are great, chinese soups double boiled and served hot, are the best
i like bright colours
i like rainbows and how they represent that the rain is over
i like stillness
i like energy
i like stretching as far as i can with my body and never caring if i make it back
i like simple things
i like complex things requiring thought
i like interesting conversations
i like engaging speeches
i like dances that mean something. anything
i like stories that are relevant
i like movies that make me feel something.
i like secret smiles that noone else gets
i like laughing at nothing
i like laughing with friends non stop and noone knowing why
i like late nights
i like holidays
i like waking up for work only to realise its a holiday
i like windfalls
i like cute things like puppies and cats and hamsters
i like fruit juices
i like sharing umbrellas in the rain
i like managing to stay dry in the rain
i like paradoxes and ironies
i like smses that are only meant to cheer you up
i like unexpected emails. spam doesn't count.
i like knowing things about friends that noone else does
i like a good book
i like great photography
i like photos of happier times
i like flowers in general
i like floweys when they come from someone special
i like special people
i like knowing that sob stories have a happy ending
i like rainbows. or have i mentioned that already. rainbows rock.
i like warm blankets
i like pretty things
i like the request that was made
i like that this list will never end
i like odd requests that prove to be a challenge
i like how your face looks when you read this whole list and can't find anything that has to do with you
i like how similar we are in terms of things we like
i like how you went back and started to look for things that aren't similar at all
i like our differences
(537 words in dedication to you)
where do we start when describing a person? we could upload a photo. or write a poem. or sing a song.
but instead, we look at a reflection. and while beauty is fleeting and skin deep, we appreciate much more the things they remind us of. things we love. thing we like. things that give us pause in our day and make us smile.
and when you made the request and made me think... i nodded and smiled and decided i wouldn't write about beauty. too easy. too pointless. too cold. too distant. too familiar to everyone. too 'not me'.
instead i decided to write about the things i like. things i remember. things that give me strength. things that keep me going. things that bring me to life. things you remind me of. things you bring to me. things you be. are. am. is.
things... i would never give up for all the treasures in the world...
DuaGu
"For you..."