this is a 730 morning sky. can you spot the moon still proving its glory?
this is the bored and blurred result of finella's friday long walk (somewhere near che).
i am nowhere near where i'm supposed to be, but i am near where i'm supposed to belong.
can you believe that this is a 745-morning sky? i never thought that nothing could be actually beautiful.
as i walk, i dream...
of trees and grass....
and the blinding knowing light.
it scared me until it brought me to a halt.
finally, i found hope in the sea of nothingness, a hope to continue dreaming.
but this hope was fragile and soon withered. i was trapped. there were no exits.
so, i pushed myself harder, aimed higher, and dreamt bigger.
i woke to see myself living the unlived dream.
onto some other updates, i haven't done anything today. i was supposed to study for math and physics exams, but golly, the internet got the best of me. truth of the matter, i was just searching for tiger airways until it lead to something unexpected and totally impulsive of me (and my mom) that really got me hooked with the net. i am so excited though! if you can just see my ears doing the "do your ears hang low?" dance step in barney, you'd probably laugh like crackling popcorns! hahahahaha
