Trust

It's like walking blindfolded, with someone with soft voice keeps telling you to keep going no matter what. And you're too helpless you have no other choice than trusting. You were thinking of giving up sometimes, but your hope of brightness is the only thread you're hanging onto. You know more than any other that the only thing you should never given up is this tiny hope in your palms. You can't live without it, you can only wish that that hope will not wither even in winter.

"...but I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell.

I know right now you can't tell,

But stay a while and maybe than you'll see

a different side of me

I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired

I know right now you don't care

But soon enough you're gonna think of me

and how I used to be, me."

Matchbox Twenty - Unwell

Call Me Unreasonable

Sometimes you don't need reasons for your actions. You do things merely because you feel like doing it. You love someone or something simply because you love them. You hate things because they're not your liking. It's as simple as that. Reasons are important, but not in every single bit of life. Rather than seeking for the reason, appreciating is much, much better.

What will you do?

So, another year has passed. I got to admit that eventhough I've gone through 17 new-years until this time, and I do understand that there's nothing 'happy' in new year, I'll still say, happy new year! That's really a hypocrisy, but whatever.

I don't mind celebrating new year and I love it, in some ways. I have a friend come over my house and we killed the time by watching movie and do some girly quality talk. But still, the inevitable fact about new year is that another year of your lifetime is taken away. And there's no way in hell you could take them back.

What do you think about your time? What is the price of your second? A second passed so fast you wouldn't notice that it had already gone. Tick. Look, another second has gone again. And we don't think we're affected by those passing seconds. They don't really matter, do they?

Then wait until your plenty of seconds had been cut to almost nothing. You'll remember your unsatisfied desires; your dreams and wishes that you still had not reached; your family, friends, and lovers who you had not given adequate love yet. Tick, tick, tick. You're panic then, you're afraid that you'll lose your time again.

So, what will you do?

While you think............ Tick.