memories of bright skies

so occupied these days. and i'm praying this leads to something good :)

5 cute puppies we have! isn't it a wonder how an innocent dog would know what to do after her babies come out when nobody taught her about nursing or about the general how to's of being a mother.

mine closely resemble this.

no pictures recently. the wheels in my head are very busy. dad's birthday, band and stuff. would like to watch movies shared by friends, would like to sit down and finish writing the unfinished, would like to read these books on my table, and would like to sleep.

it's february. FEB-YU-WA-RI. i have some issues with this month of this year but i'd like to forget that. i also have some issues with my nerves. what's weird is that i don't feel the same on stage. it happens when i least expect myself to feel that way. i have lots of issues and i'm worried that i'm becoming less creative. sometimes i'm wondering if it's because of this corporate job that's pulling and stretching me to my limits, far away from where i truly belong. oh well.

can you see it?

i have no idea what blinded you, you and you. know me and discover all the crap that make me up. you may find yourself running away in the end.

as much as i want to return, i don't see it proper. surely it would tangle up things and may cause us deeper wounds so it's a good thing to guard one's heart and be careful of investing our emotions towards another. i have no intention of being too cold or numb. it's just trying to be mature enough to know the difference between what could be real and what's not. we all know that love is patient enough to wait. so let's wait and find out if you'll be running away in the end.

i'd like to play/write but i can't because there's a lot of work to do. i know aragorn (guitar) must hate me now. it's been weeks since we did something special. and this weekend's going to be busy too! oh no!