And it felt like a deep scratch of the nails across my skin when I came to realisation - I'm still very much on my own; enlightenment comes when it is least expected, or perhaps at some point in time we lost ourselves so much so that everything else is attributed to mundane, intangible explanations like luck, fate, and fortune.
Well here we are, and here I am, in my final gear to choose an item of value. I asked someone that, if there is a line-up of men/women, each representing a virtue, what kind of partner would he/she choose?
And someone said she's getting married and asked for my sincere blessings. Now, this one's easy. And someone else said he's getting married, and asked for me to be the Master of Ceremony, now, that, is daunting.
Why does everyone assume I'm like MC material or some kind of attention-seeking dude? I mean, I am to a certain extent, but really so obvious meh?
Coming back, I wrote a neat little song called "Sunrise" earlier on, but the more I listen to it (just the music alone), it feels more and more like solitude. But hey, what's a little difference to make the White stand out from the Black? Which reminds me, somebody once said this beautiful phrase about White and about Black, but the anal thing was, just as I typed all these prelude text, I forgot what it was. Dawgone.
It's been beautiful days so far - jolly good sun, nice warm breeze, and timely passing showers. Makes you sweat and cools you down all the same. Nice.
It's time to make some real feasible plans about our lives, cyberspace!
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