Thoughts

In the darkest of my days and nights, I've learnt to stand on my own without having to resort to desperate phone calls. This belief and trust isn't a feeling, but has now become an integral part of me, just as how your personality and beliefs have influenced me to become both independent and strong. This is rather interesting, because I always thought that the dependency and reliance would be a stronger factor.

That is not to say I don't stop on some days and just feel the unbearable load. But thanks to you, I can handle it now.

As how you've always supported my dreams, I hope to support yours too...

Okay... I'm being nonsensical now. It's time for bed.

SMSes

There is something special about SMSes, not quite like the modern instant messengers and not as personal as a phone call either, rather it's something in between. Not as perverse as the modern instant messengers and savored, cherished. I guess we really do savor things when there is a price tag attached to them. Maybe it's just the human nature.

When something new is created, something else is always lost and mostly these cannot be measured.

Thank you for the SMS books.

Memory

Walking down a little too deep into the memory lane and taking me places I'm not sure I want to go.

Sometimes these things along the way bump you and move you in the direction you're going in now... so to a certain extent I'm grateful... But sometimes when you really think back to these things I can't describe what it is I really feel.

This place gives me too much time to think...