i don't know how you do it but it happens everytime. i get completely wrapped up in myself, but when you provide me with an opportunity to wallow in self pity, to whine and to complain, i'm somehow reminded that there are other people out there and they too, mind. there'll always be this internal argument (its more of reasoning, really.) within me whenever you ask, "tough day?", (not unlike our spoken 'arguments' whenever i hit one of my numerous patches of indecisiveness. [i get so amused whenever i think about them.]) and i realise that things aren't so bad, so larger than life after all.
i don't know how you do it, but you always manage soothe my ruffled feathers by doing almost nothing at all.
or perhaps, caring isn't 'just' caring, like what everyone always says, and it definitely ain't simple, cos maybe -- for i know nothing can be an everything, but just maybe, caring, in some cases, is almost everything.
cyn.
161288.
victorian.
vjc 05S43.
vjcsb.
tpjc (1st 3mths) 05S31.
tksian.
tkband.
khs.
flautist =)
all that i hold dear.
besties(: and lovely lovely friends.
family.
shopping, reading, lazing around.
sweet, pretty, striking colours.
swirls. stripes.
ice cream, chocolate, and the same few constants.