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...squishes & droplets

Thursday, December 06, 2007


Cold morning. 6:45am. woke up. feeling tired and cold. tried to snooze a little, but to no avail. grey sky. very gloomy indeed. where is the blue sky that was shining like an amour yesterday? had a cold shower. the water is freezing cold. but it perks me up. phua chu kang is on the radio again. doing his daily calls on the breakfast show of mix fm. he lightens up the mood. doing what's his best of, making craps.

went to work. saw lots of people on the station. all walks of life. different faces. different jackets. different bags. different glasses. office people. cleaning lady. traveling people. students loafing around. i wonder what are they thinking in their mind at that time? is the mother worried about her child at home while she's rushing for work? is the girl still on a high note of what happened last night with her boyfriend? or i wonder, maybe the guy in the black suit is thinking of heading for a breakfast somewhere at starbucks. and owh! the lady over there must have forgotten something, her face is full of dismay. should i help her? owh, what a warm family they have here, having a warm breakfast together before going anywhere else. i like the feeling. i wish to have that kind of breeze over me. for i wish to make the breeze be as real as possible. be as memorable as possible. for as long as i can remember. for as long as i can treasure. for as long as.....for as long as till when?

and so the rain has decided to release itself. prickles & droplets of water that i can feel it on my skin. why is it not painful? do water has feelings? do they cry? is that why there's such thing as 'rain'? and that is why the gloomy sky? dark and grey. it reflects my mood oh so well. grey colors. grey tone of colors. what any other grey available out there? please tell me so. i need colors. more colors. please.


owh fuck, i forgot to bring my own umbrella.

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