Something soothing for the seemingly endless workdays :)

via The-optimist

Silent night.

I miss having someone I can open up to. And at times like this, just to sit awhile and rant and spill my thoughts like an open can of beans. And I'd rest my head on his shoulders or on his chest and he'll wrap his arms around me. Sometimes having someone around makes the toughest situations so much more bearable. And you find you can beat any odds however impossible it may seem and you can get through whatever life dishes out at you as long as you're together.

I guess that's another thing I miss about being in a relationship.

Ok, back to work.

Neverending.

Then I hit the ground.

There was chaos. And it was psychedelic. I could not tell how long it went on but all I could see was a twirl of colors through space and all I could hear was a murmuring rumble. Then it all stopped just as abruptly as it had begun.

Now, I am here right next to you. You, asleep next to me. The windows on your side of the car has been rolled down and the chilly night wind sends shockwaves through my body. I lower down my seat and move closer to you, resting my head gently on your shoulder. Through the windscreen, I can see the moon is full and somewhat much bigger than I ever remember it to be in this part of the world.

And an unforgettable song starts to play.

I slam my hand down on the CD player, unable to suppress a rising dread and sadness from somewhere so deep inside of me. The music stops. You are awake. I catch a glimpse of pain and longing in your eyes which must have been the remnants of a dream that you just had. I reach my hand out to touch your face. You look through me and whisper my name.

No one's ever told me how the end goes on forever.

*Word token courtesy of Catherine. I'm sure you've forgotten by now.

Moonlight and roses.

I took off my heels, picked them up, stepped onto the sandy beach and into the mysterious midnight. The sea breeze rustled my hair, like a promise of a magic that will burn in my memory afterwards. I stood close to the edge of the water, teasing the waves, but you grabbed my arm and pulled me back as the water washed away the footprint that I had left. I felt your hand around my waist as you nudged me along and we strolled down the beach, out of pace with the tranquil rhythm of the sea but somewhat in harmony. The kind of night that felt like it could go on forever.

You were so close.

I was breathless.

Little girl,

wipe your eyes now
Take this memory
and go your way now
This life that never was his
neither should it be yours.

Thank you.

You know, my life has always been in some kinda mess that, I believe, no one would actually look to it (on the surface) and say that that is the life they wanna live. Unless maybe if they have listened to what I have to say and to why I have made all those decisions that I have made. But then again, maybe not. So when someone comes up to me and tells me that one of my shortest posts which had me saying that I wanna quit smoking have actually motivated them to do the same, I am very touched and honored. I might just be able to pull it through this time 'round.

Rainy season is here.

Times like this on a Saturday morning, when it's gloomy out and you can smell the tang of last night's rain that still clings to the ground, what's more convenient and satisfying than a bowl of steaming ramen.



After another week of squeezing my brain juice dry, the only thing that can feed my brain are visual tidbits. This is what I look at when my brain reaches its saturation point and I am in need of inspiration.


via this isn't happiness


via Jared Nickerson


via Herr Frau

And when my inspiration hits full bar, I paint my nails. Hahaha... kidding!



HAPPY SATURDAY!