this state i'm in, is pretty cool.
i don't feel euphoria, neither much excitement.
i somehow feel pretty blessed, just little ones, these i notice.
the cold breeze kissing my cheeks and nose, heh. the little chats with random strangers from corners of the world. that supposedly difficult language to comprend, it is not a super cool feeling i have when i learn, however, it is getting much clearer in the cognitive faculty. these little moments i'm savouring bit by bit.
hey! it ain't all bout feelings, that "F-ing" thing we get engulfed, which we define our day by and happiness? ho! if that were the case, we would have been tossed and turned, we feel so crappy at the end of the day, and super drained by the end of the week.
to be less feeling-centric, some could call it boring. i say it is pretty cool - lazing in bed during winter. cooking hot soups in the night to fill that cold tummy. playing a game or two, to have just that moment of good laugh and brain teaser. stroking the cat and hearing the "happy" noise it makes. just staying in.
i'm peeping into the possibility of living in this city with a queer accent. of people who are immaculately dressed, sheer simplicity that exudes charm. of taxes that could knock ya socks off. i'm not super excited. i'm wondering... it could be possible. question: does He want me to?
i don't feel euphoria, neither much excitement.
i somehow feel pretty blessed, just little ones, these i notice.
the cold breeze kissing my cheeks and nose, heh. the little chats with random strangers from corners of the world. that supposedly difficult language to comprend, it is not a super cool feeling i have when i learn, however, it is getting much clearer in the cognitive faculty. these little moments i'm savouring bit by bit.
hey! it ain't all bout feelings, that "F-ing" thing we get engulfed, which we define our day by and happiness? ho! if that were the case, we would have been tossed and turned, we feel so crappy at the end of the day, and super drained by the end of the week.
to be less feeling-centric, some could call it boring. i say it is pretty cool - lazing in bed during winter. cooking hot soups in the night to fill that cold tummy. playing a game or two, to have just that moment of good laugh and brain teaser. stroking the cat and hearing the "happy" noise it makes. just staying in.
i'm peeping into the possibility of living in this city with a queer accent. of people who are immaculately dressed, sheer simplicity that exudes charm. of taxes that could knock ya socks off. i'm not super excited. i'm wondering... it could be possible. question: does He want me to?