Thursday, October 12, 2006
During one of those rare inspired moments:
i love you
or maybe i don't
for love is such a difficult thing
to grasp
but some things i know
you're never far from my mind
and the moment we part
i long to be where you are
being with you
there is laughter
there are tears
i feel alive
i fear the unknown
of what may come
for what we have seems too beautiful
for what we have seems too beautiful
to last
yet
i will choose no other way
than to love as i best know how
as long as it's called Today
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
In jest i said, "I no longer know what to write coz there's no angst to drive my writing." Just when i thought the end of my writing career is near, something comes along and drives me here once again.
i am totally dissatisfied with my work. I swear this will be the last time i ever get myself a 'propah' 9-to-midnight job. Tired of being overworked, underpaid, and feeling guilty about getting my much deserved beauty sleep. Sick of being a worker ant, churning out lines and lines of code and having my price tagged by the number of hours i put in... Show me the money, else I'll stay in bed, or do whatever catches my fancy.
Right now, oats feels like she deserves much much much more.
i am totally dissatisfied with my work. I swear this will be the last time i ever get myself a 'propah' 9-to-midnight job. Tired of being overworked, underpaid, and feeling guilty about getting my much deserved beauty sleep. Sick of being a worker ant, churning out lines and lines of code and having my price tagged by the number of hours i put in... Show me the money, else I'll stay in bed, or do whatever catches my fancy.
Right now, oats feels like she deserves much much much more.
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