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About Mewriter-turned-teacher
i ask a lot of questions... unfortunately i found only few answers. i can describe things, even the intangible one, in terms of visual representation. i describe people in terms of colors. i am very easy to please. i see the world as a big mushy novel. i talk a lot... but i will not steal your 'moment'... i am a certified spoiler... but i won't reveal things that can darken a person's universe. i care a lot for people who are dear to me... i believe the people i love are more important than my own pain... i feel quite insignificant sometimes...so-called emptiness... i guess everyone is experiencing the 'gray moment'... i give names to the important objects given to me by special people... i am always making myself busy (haha)... but i will stop to sit at the park and share a cup of caramel macchiato coffee with you... and we'll talk... and i promise i'll be there... body and spirit... or maybe share a chocolate sundae and some fries at mcdonalds or... name it... and we'll share a realm where 'you' and 'i' will try to see the world in all of its angle and perspective... i am a wanderer... and i guess it will be an endless journey... a search for something unidentified. i guess i am every bit of how you see me... imperfect... dreams are never destroyed by circumstances. dreams are born in the heart and mind, and only there can they ever die so i am not perfect... i can be mean and selfish sometimes or most of the time rather... but i know that i am human... so what's the point of being a human being... i know what compassion is... and that keeps me from being not completely cynical... sometimes i wish i could stay young forever... i want to preserve a piece of my vulnerability just to defy the world and its concept of change... i want to keep my idealism so i can still make some silly, wonderful dreams... i am a child... |