When I smell it, I can still remember the smell of my boyfriend from grade 5's cologne.

It made me look beyond

If the world is our oyster
If we're only young once
If now is the time

Then why settle for ordinary?
Why take the path that everyone else is taking?
Why choose what's expected, secure and predictable
When the world is budding with needs and adventures and opportunities and purpose?

I gotta get outta here
But wherever I end up, 
I'm so not choosing normal.

Finally, Time.

Your life is not complete until you have experienced this scene. Allow me to complete your life.

There's this Asian guy who walks his dog past my house every once in a while. His skin is a tanned colour, and he's got these dark brown freckles that speckle his round cheeks. He isn't very tall, and his hair is dark brown, and he wears this navy blue winter jacket with a white reflector stripe. It stumps me every time, but I can't decide whether this guy is 40 or 12 and I'm not exaggerating. Then there's his dog. It's all white and its hair is shaggy but not too long. Its ears are always perky despite the droop from all his fur and it bounces with every step, propelling itself forward.

Are you seeing the humour in this yet? Maybe not.

This guy's eyes are completely emotionless. Emotionless isn't the right word.. They're deep. So deep you can hardly find him in there. Its his expression that is emotionless, now that's the correct word to describe it. There's not even a hint of acknowledgment that a person is approaching him. No nod or smile, no noise. I've never heard him say a word even after the tens of times I've walked past him. But he'll look at you, or through you or past you, or something.

It's just the oddest scene to me! I can barely suppress my laughter every time I see him in the distance, walking his white, bouncing dog. Trudging forward, silent, void, mechanical and yet saying something. He's in there somewhere, I can see it. He's just wrapped in such a humorous parcel.

February is ugly.

The Night is Young

I am in a cycle of constant flip-flopping. One moment, I have a grip on my emotions; I see the big picture and I accept the situation. The next, I'm really stressed, discouraged and doubtful. If only I could keep myself in the positive frame of mind, it is a much healthier place to be. And it is correct. The negative side is nothing but detrimental falsity.

Screw you, negativity!

For some reason, this makes me feel better.

Life just got heavy.

Riches I heed not, nor man's empty praise.
Thou mine inheritance, now and always.
Thou and Thou only, first in my heart,
High King of heaven, my treasure Thou art.