Filled with oddness

We eat at odd hours,
We shower at odd hours,
We sleep at odd hours,
We talk at odd hours.

They are a compilation of awesome oddness and I am enjoying every bit of it.

Growing

Piercing my eyes into the future, I feel like I have to do something significant. Well, like people always say, "Life is what I made out of it." I have no idea why do I feel so inspirational or motivational ..... maybe it will fade away in a few days. Perhaps, it will decide to stay longer. Or is it because I am catching up with age, or is it because age is catching up with me?

I have no idea. -_-

I just feel like I need to do something significant. Once.

I need something interesting to do. Something that is out of the ordinary. Something that can make me grow. Something that challenges me. =)

The epitome

I'm looking for the best words to write it. But, I can't seem to find those words. I can't even seem to figure out where and how should I begin it with or even how should I describe it. Plus, I want it to be like the most perfect story ever written. Alright, maybe not totally perfect, but at the very least fulfilling to the heart and mesmerising to the eyes. And, I want to have many chapters because only then the book is worth writing and reading. Yes, I am that greedy! And, not to forget stingy. So yea, I am having writer's block for this particular book. Unless ...

Maybe you can lend me a hand at writing it?

How do you know?

How do you know you really want it?
When you try to remember everything
And the thought of forgetting scares the hell out of you

How do you know you mind?
When nothing else matters at all
And, all you think about is that

Hold on to

Tomato cheese toast
Morning coffee
Ratatouille
Couch
Bed
Microwave salmon
and sausages
Bubble bath
Evening cycles
Lakeside bench
Sushi

Again?
- Miss it loads -

There are many things in life that we hold on to. When in times of doubt, we take a walk through the charted pages of the book. Blissful memories, whether they are long or short, big or small, it doesn't matter at all. What matters most is the person you had that memory with as they remind us that if it was possible 'then', it is possible 'now' as well.

I want to believe that one day when I open my book, I will read many chapters on Sundays. =)