Ngày thứ 28 & 29: Càng ngày càng behind cái việc viết NK 8-|, does it mean I'm better off now? Not as haunted as I used to be? Dunno, the only thing I know is I'm still trying to fight my way thru my damn life, not unscathed of course. I see my best friends crying, screaming, buried in their own dismay... And I'm standing rite here, knowing it all but unable to reach out my hands and lift them up...
To my sweet babe who has no hero in her sky: my soul touches yours, you're not the only one on board the ship to darkness, believe me... You're beautiful, whatever they say...
To my dear Achilles who can't seem to shake off past stains: forget about the crap people say, no need to give a damn, whoever wanna make you feel like a loser is indeed a loser... Believe in yourself, and you'll make it...
To my poor bro who so often finds himself wretched: yes I agree, there maybe too much that time cannot erase, but still, life goes on, and you need to move on too... You know how I was one month ago, and now I'm better, much better... I just chose to thrust my past aside and close my eyes before good old memories, you gotta do that too...
To my lovely teddy bear who always brings me a sense of grandmotherhood: we're all grown up rite, the path to maturity is bittersweet, smooth during some intervals and painful in many others... But I guess we're just way too sensitive that only the pains linger on afterwards... Nonetheless, I love those "senile" conversations with you...
To my eminent girl who has some trouble with herself: we have not been in touch for yet another long time... I dun even know why? Are we really apart or are we just too lazy to contact each other? Life's complicated enough, so let's not complicate it further... Let's put it like this: I do think of you now and then, wondering how you're struggling thru the all internal conflicts... The West Coast is missing you dear...
