Tuesday, June 20, 2006

fluttering like butterflies searching for a drink



/ keren ann; not going anywhere

i take buses and trains in the wrong directions and wind up back to a square one
i forget my wallet and prime belongings and end up dashing to and fro
i study midway and start wondering and fretting if i should be doing something more constructive
i habitually organise stuff such as planning out my days but allow them to be disrupted should anyone need to
i cut my hair and immediately wish they'd grow and conjure images of myself in another hairstyle
i enjoy silences coupled with physical companion but i worry all the time about the ennui the other party might be faced with
i kinda get lost doing the simplest things everyday

such as the meaning of this utterly random entry



days have been fine;
meeting up with people and struggling but failing to study
lazy to recount my days..

btw happy 18th c (:
hope last night was good for you! -winks.




if we keep swimming maybe this will never die.