the tear in my eye
wmp: the darkness, love is only a feeling
my mum opened the bedroom door slightly and said goodnight while i was on the phone with the lights off. it stirred a whole lot of emotions from within me. i can't help but ask myself where i've been? out mostly(or so it dawned upon me). of late, occupied with what they dub mugging. if not, just trying to have the time of my life. this semester has been especially demanding in many ways. the pace is almost feverish. i've not been home much. its a sad thought. a tragic realisation. i think i can appreciate my family a little more despite the other heavy pursuits which i may have in mind. and i will endeavour to do just that.
and so t'was the first paper(AB113) in a long while. since the A's? not so good. i need badly some saving grace.
there've always been a calm about the rain i can't get enough of.
g'nite.
jorn was alive and kickin' at
1:14:00 AM
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