Derailment.
Monday night stumbled me. I was already setting my mind on quitting, and stepping into that room filled with so many more upstanding members of the community made it even more unsettling. I empathize a lot with Wan Ling, and a part of me has grown comfortable just being there, yet the other half of me feels so repulsed going there sometimes. I'm not sure I can step in there again.
I left about $12 of shuttle corks at Choa Chu Kang CC. I left a little bit of my dignity at Lot 1. And as the day passed, I left behind a little trust and a little doubt, a little bit of hope and a little bit of disappointment. In these places where I can't stand with my head held high, what will be, will be.
Urusawa Naoki's 'Monster' suggests that you forget the value of living when you forget what good food tastes like and how good scenery makes you feel. I'd extend that to say that you forget the value of a friend once you forget the good times you shared together. But what if you've just had too many good memories to count? When I think of such a person, I feel like I'm in a warm ocean.
Maybe doubt is the only thing holding you back. Maybe if you lock your misgivings in a box and avert your eyes from the end you're sure is in sight, things will be okay. But maybe, it just isn't.
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One day, someday,
Mych and I are going to make you scoundrels dance like puppets.
I left about $12 of shuttle corks at Choa Chu Kang CC. I left a little bit of my dignity at Lot 1. And as the day passed, I left behind a little trust and a little doubt, a little bit of hope and a little bit of disappointment. In these places where I can't stand with my head held high, what will be, will be.
Urusawa Naoki's 'Monster' suggests that you forget the value of living when you forget what good food tastes like and how good scenery makes you feel. I'd extend that to say that you forget the value of a friend once you forget the good times you shared together. But what if you've just had too many good memories to count? When I think of such a person, I feel like I'm in a warm ocean.
Maybe doubt is the only thing holding you back. Maybe if you lock your misgivings in a box and avert your eyes from the end you're sure is in sight, things will be okay. But maybe, it just isn't.
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One day, someday,
Mych and I are going to make you scoundrels dance like puppets.
posted by moet at 9:25 AM
1 Comments:
hahaha MAKE US DANCE.
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