days fly by and breeze in as if nothing awaits the future. i hold myself steady, anticipating the release, the push towards breaking through. ordinary days require pinning up of little reminders that took the form of the mind's post-its. feel like uni and co-curricular activities aka org work have caught up with each other, and i, on the other hand, am left with trembling, sweaty hands on the line to be guillotined. hands do not have heads but they certainly do the thinking. as the times call for immediacy i make sure that i present them with my own set of thinking hands. this way i am sure that i take what i see.
it is nice to have a support system like a trusty old pair of jeans you'd pick out of your growing wardrobe just because you're having a bad day. i focused the eyepiece, adjusted the coarse and fine knobs, and there in front of me is the 50x magnified reality of friendship and trust. i am satisfied with this relationship's wonders and flaws because i find its symmetry intriguing and tolerable unlike the others. i want to push myself, go the extra mile, and guard it with my own heart. it is for keeps, hopefully for the last time, because i also get tired when i let everyone who seems interested poke my heart.
