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Dreams are what you wake up from.

14 years of Livejournalling, and hopefully, more to come.

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Till there was no time.

Met up with a friend last evening. It was one of those friends that you've always known and seen and never really got to know. An impromptu icq chat eventually led to duck rice at thirteen turns, and thereafter, cheesecake cafe. We talked about veracity; we talked about life love hurt scars cold cloudy-water expectations the-sound and more...

"i have to go to the toilet"
"i don't wanna hurt again"
"listen to that voice inside you"
"you've gone throught a lot in life to be like this"
"you are too rational"
"take a stand"
"you didn't ask me"
"i don't want to open the door"
"i cannot forget how she looked when she left"
"you have to untie that boulder"
and what the mind lays, the heart decides.

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..."and what the mind lays, the heart decides.

i agreed.

so many times, its my heart that decides on the choices that i made. some not so wise choices, some not so cut-and-dice choices, and some not so fun but more importantly, these choices that i make, i make them honestly and willingly. And somehow, i know i wouldn't never let myself down making decisions like this.

call me a idealist... blah

we're all idealists in some odd way or the other.

You are writing a lot nowadays :)

as least it's not so oblique ....

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