headaches not from the head

if we were to stand on the highest point of the world, we may see the world below us, but we could not see the people.
Sometimes when we peak at some moments in our lives we feel the height only to find out its as cold as it is high. I remember working hard for something i have always wished for, at some point i felt i peaked. The high was so great it broke me to get down, but get down i did, falling is how i did it. truly when you are below the sight of the top is as breathtaking as it is from above...

...but can you feel the warmth from up there?

a race to confession or due to desperation

there's a difference between brisk walking and a long wait at the stairwell.
a long wait at the stairwell is a race to confession subtly avoiding the risk of hysteria.
a brisk walk is a camouflaged confession, an attempt an ambush, but without the race. unfortunately this has all the room for being hysterical.

...and so goes the story, the most traumatic there was, a brisk walk, my coup de grâce.

cornstarch

i am tired...

A while back when i was on my way home i was thinking, would it be possible for me to keep on working til retiring age...but then again, i am not working for someone...and i don't have a retirement plan...bleak future, hehehe

hmm

i could not figure out how i felt after finding this blog account that was long lost and forgotten.
speechless, hehehe