Listening: Quit Playing Games
I feel as though I am sipping some light wine sitting at the window looking at the silent rain, letting memories overflow every sensation.
If you would allow me to be cliche.
Time flies. Funny how I am merely in my early twenties.Yet looking back a decade old memories is like looking back on a long winded road.
Time changes. Friendships are terminated, reformed, reborn and new ones established.
And time, keeps its pace forward.
Still shaking that wine glass...I am glad to be who I am now, and my past is what defines me. My experience, pain and tears shaped my behaviour. Despite all those changes I would like to say that I am still the same old with a bit of a twist, hmm, yes just like that the rasberry and hint of vodka in that orange juice. Should I go and get a glass of Sunrise Vodka instead? There were friends who witness my growing up, and this time not so cliche, some left me one after another. During the time of my rebellion, I was significantly untruthful to myself. Or perhaps I wasn't being untruthful, it was merely the adventurous side experiencing with different things.
Listening: Shape of my Heart
Though there are some who remained and better friendships were reestablished. People who I could be real to. People who I could show the shape of my heart to. I am thankful to have friends who stood by me through my storms. Am I starting to fall asleep?
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