It's funny how love comes up out of the blue where you least expect it...and suddenly he or she is your everything. And you wait eagerly to hear his(her) voice, feel his(her) touch, kiss his(her) lips...and everything wrong that ever happened with love falls into oblivion... And you go online hoping he(she) would talk, or send something that lifts you up and shake you off your feet.
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Tuesday, December 27, 2011
Monday, November 14, 2011
Closure...
Everything in this world has to end. Life and everything in it has a beginning and an ending.
And when something ends, we all need a form of closure. It is kind of a ritual, a conversation, a moment a prayer...something that helps our minds truly believe and accept that it is over.
And that's probably what life is...a series of closures ended only by death.
And when something ends, we all need a form of closure. It is kind of a ritual, a conversation, a moment a prayer...something that helps our minds truly believe and accept that it is over.
And that's probably what life is...a series of closures ended only by death.
Friday, June 24, 2011
Gloomy friday night...
Why is it that whenever you have nothing to do on Friday nights, you get all depressive, and you listen to music, and you'd like something but you don't entirely know what?
I'm listening to my little sister laugh in the living room, and all I think about is I'd like to share that laughter. I'm usually a merry, outgoing, happy person... but you'll notice that whenever I'm writing this, it's because I'm having this gloomy friday night mood (even though it might not be friday)
So anyway...what do you do when you're sitting home wanting to go out?
I personally play the guitar...or read. It's the only way you can get to other worlds, without actually leaving your bedroom. It is, however, not sufficient. You still have something inside you tickling you, urging you to get out and meet the world. But since you can't, imagination is a good alternative.
What do you guys do in these days when you just can't seem to get yourselves?
I'm listening to my little sister laugh in the living room, and all I think about is I'd like to share that laughter. I'm usually a merry, outgoing, happy person... but you'll notice that whenever I'm writing this, it's because I'm having this gloomy friday night mood (even though it might not be friday)
So anyway...what do you do when you're sitting home wanting to go out?
I personally play the guitar...or read. It's the only way you can get to other worlds, without actually leaving your bedroom. It is, however, not sufficient. You still have something inside you tickling you, urging you to get out and meet the world. But since you can't, imagination is a good alternative.
What do you guys do in these days when you just can't seem to get yourselves?
Friday, June 10, 2011
Blogging...
Why to blog?
I've recently wondered about the reason to start blogging. As you might see, this is my first blog, and I've recently discovered answers to that first question.
There's a handful of people who might post because they believe their life and theur ideas are so important that they need to be shown to the world.
However, that is not the reason why most of us blog....the reason why I started. Most of us in certain point of our lives feel impotent and lost for some way or another. It feels like it's us against the world. The problem is we're not that confident on telling other people about our problems, so we don't realize they have them too.
Following that path of ideas, we start blogging. We don't care who reads it, we don't even care if anybody reads it at all... we only know for sure that writing releases some of the pain...jus then we can breathe again.
I've recently wondered about the reason to start blogging. As you might see, this is my first blog, and I've recently discovered answers to that first question.
There's a handful of people who might post because they believe their life and theur ideas are so important that they need to be shown to the world.
However, that is not the reason why most of us blog....the reason why I started. Most of us in certain point of our lives feel impotent and lost for some way or another. It feels like it's us against the world. The problem is we're not that confident on telling other people about our problems, so we don't realize they have them too.
Following that path of ideas, we start blogging. We don't care who reads it, we don't even care if anybody reads it at all... we only know for sure that writing releases some of the pain...jus then we can breathe again.
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