Sleepwalk

I have been sleeping my past few days away... Why does sleeping always feel so comfortable...

Wake up! Wake up! It's time to start walking again.

Rain rain go away..
come again another day..

It feels great to peg your emotions to the weather. It feels very comfortable, just like the feeling associated with sleeping.

Walk walk! The first few steps always seem difficult, but once you get off the bed and stretch a bit, you will feel wide awake soon...

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Loneliness..

Hmm.

Flashes

Flashes of memories. We recall our experiences, both good and bad, rather spontaneously. As we look back, we find that our lives are being shaped.
Life is like a clay sculpture. It does not matter how technically sophisticated it is; as long as at the end of the molding, it fully expresses our feelings and spirit and we can take a step back and say, wow.

Flashes of the future. Today I felt it once again. At that very instance, I felt as if I had dreamt about that moment before. A very sudden, strong surge of emotions for no apparent reason. This is not the first time such a thing happened. Is it really because of visions of the future? Or is it just some sensation that is spontaneously generated in my brain?

The 'come on, yeeeeah!' spirit... Every fall makes you stronger. Every gust of wind teaches you something. Life is nothing without that fire within, at least for now. One needs to feed it, constantly, to at least a size big enough that once a gust of wind or two tries to extinguish it, it burns brighter...

That is passion. That is what life is for.

Feel the breeze, listen to the wind. Smell it. It's a special night, tonight.

Forms finally filled up. Good? From in to out but not within. Time tells, out or in.

Out now, going in, to go out tmw.

First entry

Why did I start this blog? I guess it is just out of curiosity. I wanted to go through the process of starting a blog to understand what it is like.
Time to sleep. Goodnight.
Oh yes, to the people who are reading this: Welcome! :D