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You are playing me a song...
its mileycyrus...
I no likey that song.

A thousand things are running
round and round in my head...
but I have no inspiration to write it down
or let it pour forth from my mind.

:)
you are now singing
Elvis songs for me now.
My heart melts.

I met a man today

I met a man today, the sticker seller David.
He made me count my blessings all over again
and I am thankful for that.

May God watch over him
and provide for him his daily bread.

Epicurus

Do not spoil what you have
by desiring what you have not;
but remember that what you now have
was once among the things you only hoped for.

- Epicurus -

The Harder Path

There are times,
very much like how it is now,
when I wish
that I didn't have
to feel,
to care,
to dream,
to wish,
to want,
to accept,
to hope,
to achieve,
to seek,
to need.

It would be nice,
I imagine to not have to bother
about the consequences,
about the people,
their actions,
their words,
their broken truths,
their broken dreams,
their sharp words,
their empty promises,
their disapproval,
their rejection,
their judgments,
their feelings,
their thoughts,
their lies,
the shadows,
the sounds,
the nightmares.

It would be
easier,
less painful,
to be able to
disengage,
untangle,
emancipate,
forget,
release,
let go...
instead of
holding on,
biting my tongue,
crossing my fingers,
being patient,
suffering in silence,
tolerating,
hoping,
praying,
writing my own happy endings.

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But this is me...
choosing the harder path,
the more difficult route.

Rest in Peace

My uncle passed away on Thursday.

To read a little about my uncle, click here.

We went for his funeral service and

on to the memorial gardens yesterday

to lay him to rest thereafter.

The memorial gardens was lovely.

Calming.

The weather was perfect.

No sunshine, slightly cloudy

with a hint of a breeze.

It was a very emotional service

with two of my nieces playing a duet

"Somewhere Over The Rainbow".

One played the flute and another on the piano,

though she was miles away, she taped her piece.

Her short message to her grandfather

and the accompanying moving piano piece

also brought renewed tears to everyones eyes.

The family was distraught but they

know that he is in a better place now.

I pray that they find comfort and solace

during this difficult time.

Deliverance

Do not look forward to the changes and chances of this life in fear, rather, look to them with full hope that, as they arise, God, whose you are, will deliver you out of them.

- St Francis De Sales -

A full post

I want to weep but I have too much pride.
So instead,
I write out this string of meaningless words
and fill this post with my emotions
and unshed tears.

Fuzzy Inside

Contentment

When I saw this pic.

It made me think of us.

It made me feel fuzzy inside.

New links

I feel like rebelling today so am not going to turn on my office laptop which I lugged to the advertising agency and back (thanks Daves for the lift) to do some work that is pending. I reckon the work will still be waiting for me when I get to the office tomorrow and this whole work thingy will never end. There will always be things to do......

I keep trying to remind myself that its just work. Its just something that you are paid to do... and yet I feel strangely responsible for all of the things that I have been tasked to do. Could this be a side of maturity or stupidity?

Anyways, if anyone has noticed (I don't know if anyone still reads my blog or even visits it, though I appreciate your comment Pegs, at least I know one person still drops by every so often), but the links on my page of changed. I have decreased the amount of blogs which were formerly my friends and have increased the blogs that inspire me, the ones that I savor and browse with happiness and joy. These new links are inspiring.

Sometimes when I am not eating with B, my colleagues and am not rushing for deadlines, I sneak glances at these sites. Much like a secret admirer, wanting to be in the world of his/her lover and not being able to. But for me, this is enough. To browse, to ohhh and to ahhhh and to get inspired and to hope for some time to do these arts and crafts things... these things which I miss.

Well, its late. Almost 11pm (yes I am getting aunty-ish already) and I should get some sleep. My dreams last night were queer, scary and creepy. I wish you all a wonderful and blessed week ahead with all the happiness, hope and joy you can hope for every other day.