The End Of Nothing,

Yesterday was one of the days you get slapped back to reality,
woken up to harsh truth,
and kicked to a corner of inevitabilities.

Fourth time in less than a week,
and thus the impact four times as hard.

It was one of those nights you fall asleep while being caught in between rubble of a collapsed building,
half hoping you wake up to rescue,
half hoping you'd depart while sleeping.

Most of the times, especially at this age, we try to convince ourselves on our much ripened maturity,
when we are not that independent after all.
After much contemplation, I picked up my phone,
hesitant and reluctant,
indecisive and stubborn,
and after a few turns round the clock,
I traded helplessness for comfort and company.
And in addition, we gained understanding, and closeness.
Though it made me bloody tired and stony today,
it was a price worth to pay.
So thank you, really. (:


My arms feel sore from all the shuffling, dealing, and book binding.
I've been an office girl in the morning, and a profitable banker at night.
In-betweens are crazy.

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On a lighter note, this is my favourite photo for the day:(person who took the photo not in the picture)


Happy 19th to You, the far-away-in-Canada Tai-tai.