Hello. Haha, i spent my morning doing that! Then im going off for word. Feedback if that thingy on top is nice okay? (: Come to think of it, it looks abit funny from where im looking at it now. (New post page.) But ah well, haha. Well, eye infection is still here, so no steamboat yesterday. But Fiqo my dear brother drove me around at night. Hoho! Hm. Was thinking yesterday.. Does a wild imagination stop you from hearing the little whispers of your heart? I keep having a voice, shouting my name hysterically from my heart. Shouting..shouting. The voice seems anxious..seems hysterical, seems urgent. But i can never get the point. Reminds me of the story of the Prodigal Son in some way.. And sometimes, in friendships, relationships, you just keep holding on..keep shouting and shouting, waving your hands and tearing and screaming the persons name. Screaming 'Stay! Stay!' And yet it doesnt work, along that long, beaten up road where a thousand people have walked called life.. You see him backfacing you and just keep on walking, a slow trudge or a fast canter, he just keeps walking.. Head down in thought, maybe second thoughts! A flash of hope. Or head straight in persistance, your heart falls in your feet in disappointment. His shadow disappears along with him into the beautiful backdrop, the big picture you never saw. And yet again, you miss it because your tears blur everything and leave you in your misery. And i scream but no one hears me..
Dawn.
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