Rains, that's what vague nowadays especially at this season, why can't we have snow
in here, can someone send some? :p
Anyway, Christmas day was great
Watched Sherlock H. A Game of Shadows for the second time
and it never fails to amaze me of logical linkages of the unconscious.
So I guess it's back to work again, a few more weeks and we're back on track to school.
Sitting down again, waking up early again, cramming up again and being stressed out again.
Solid months of fruitful solitude eh? I always liked vacations and break surely everyone does
after long periods of tiredness.
I wonder what lies ahead at this new year?
The tributaries of months from a vision as of a stream, as of veins that
crosses everywhere like forks of lightning.
Each story has their reason, their meaning and thought.
I remember when i was on my early days being a kid, whenever we heard a story there is always
a valuable moral lesson that we conclude with.
There are too much words, too much inexplicable characters a person hides deep inside him or her.
We might not see literally in eye to eye for even small traces of emotion can be falsified in forms of actions.
It's like seeing through an opaque mirror where behind lies the dungeons or gargantuan libraries of different thoughts, emotions and feelings.
An act of courageous impetus can let it all out, like saying that you love someone honestly and being true.
Yet we're uncertain of reactions and impacts so there's balance.
Overall, whatever happens, it happens for a reason.
Either you wait and be strong or let go and get back again.