Rambling

Work sucks today!!
I came an hour 15 min late because the alarm didn't go off.
Damn, I woke up wondering why the room looked so bright.
No wonder ...
Surely enough my bos said something .. duh.

Lately, I've been having this feeling to write a lot.
I'm seeking peace inside.
I found that in writing and solitude at times.
But with this schedule I can't stay up too late anymore.

I do have a mixed feeling ... happy and sad, tired and energized.
PMS is still weeks away, so I wonder why.
I miss mama .. I miss her thousand hugs a day thing.
Oh ma, ... nobody hugs the way you do .. Nobody.

I feel like crying right now .. huehehe ..

Palmistri

Do you believe in palmistri?
Those lines on your palm that don't seem to make sense.
It does for me, in one way or another.

My left hand and right hand have different lines. They are similar, but varies in length and curves. I know (from what I read) that the left hand represents your destiny, while the right hand represents the changes that you've made in your life and impact "your destiny". This rule works for the right-handed person.

In other words, ... you can "bend" your destiny. You can make adjustments on your fate according your way of life.

My LEFT LIFE LINE* is really long, meaning that I will have a long life but my RIGHT LIFE LINE (was) about 4 cm shorter. Surely I thought I would have long life, but probably my way of life wouldn't suit my fate accordingly (oh, boy).
Today as I stand up by the window in the kitchen, putting lotion on my dry hands, I can't help but notice that my RIGHT LIFE LINE grows about 1 cm longer (what did I do? .. Yeaaayy!!)

To add more to it, my DESTINY LINE, the one that runs straight across from the middle of my palm edge to the middle finger, was cut off with a space for about 1 inch. Now the gap is getting smaller. Hmm.. that's a good thing.

When it's all good, I DO BELIEVE IT.

That's why there is this saying: "You only believe what you want to believe". Oh so true in this case. hehehe ....

*Life line : the line that starts between your thumbs and index finger, usually curving down to the middle of your wrist.
*Fun test from Tickle: Palm Reading

Ied Fitri

HAPPY IED FITRI

MINAL AIDIN WAL FAIDZIN

May all beings be happy

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Back to Work

Wuiih, akhirnya after a long 2 years, I'm back to work.
I was so nervous leaving my lil brat with someone else for care, but finally anton and I could find the best solution.
Paginya aku kerja, dan papa yang jaga dylan. I'm outta work at 4PM, get home, and he'll go to work at 5 PM. Yah, ... untunglah this arrangement work. Lucky juga bisa dapet kerja yang accessible dengan kereta express, jadi cepet tripnya.

Today is actually the 27th. I have worked for 17 days, and I already lost 4 lbs (yeaaayy!!). Habis gimana, I have to always on the move. The great thing about where I work right now is that time flies so fast. It is a busy busy store, so pretty much I always have something to do. Maybe only some hours that just get by a little slow.

People at work are nice. Mostly, .. of course every now and then you can always find some biatchs (haha), but I think if I carry myself carefully and don't have to deal with them so much, everything's just gonna be fine.

I get the grasp of my job pretty quick. My manager seems pleased, .. surely I make mistakes here and there, anyhow I was in the learning process. It's also nice to have an Indonesian fella there. And she's damn cool. I love her, she's sweet, nice and independent. The kinda girl I like to hang out with. We can always talk about something during lunch hour, which is nice ...

I found some of the guys there like to flirt with me. I made sure everybody there knew I'm married and have a baby. That will stop them, hopefully. I mean guys are guys ... I just don't pay too much attention to them. But they are all are nice though, I mean in a polite way. They just like to tease but not touching. I hate it when man assumes that they can touch woman without her permission. That's crossing the line.

My feet hurt mostly cause my work requires standing most of the time, and I always find having a hot shower is really refreshing. It does help a bit, but sometimes my legs still feel kinda sore. No complaining, I get skinnier though ... hehe. I thought I'll be stuck with my ex-current weight.

I like going back to work. I meet new people, ... some nice some are pure nasty. But the former outnumbers the latter. And in the end of the day, I mean the week, .. I get paid :)

Fight

I had a fight with him. It was so bad and I regret it so deeply. I said hurtful things, things to hurt him, but in return it only hurted me more.
I'm too sensitive during my PMS period, every single things count. I knew it wasn't all truly his faults. As much as he got on my nerve, I did my part too.
I don't want to act crazy and depressed, it's just not my nature.
Yeah, it didn't even get my point acrossed.
We are two adults who should be able to talk it out.
I'm glad he listens to me though.
I know people don't really change, but hey .. I just want him to understand me a little bit. By now, I know that I love him more than I thought.
Mama said, Work with what you have, not what you don't have, Ta.
I do hope we'll still be holding hands when we're 80.

I'm this cheery, affectionate one and he's the cool, distant one.
In other words, we are a match made in heaven :)

All Weekend Long

Last weekend was reaaally nice. We went out to places with my uncle family. On Friday we went to Gantry Plaza State Park in Long Island City, .. wow .. I don't even know that such place exists in Queens. It's by the water so the view of Manhattan skylight was incredible, it's like right in front of your eyes. The industrial structure really makes it seems modern, the boardwalk and the water complement the design by making oh so not harsh. Dy was so scared walking on the boardwalk over the water. I figured he felt weird and unsteady ... but eventually he got the hang of it and would run around like crazy with his lil uncle.

I'm Mellow Yellow

I think the truest feeling that you'll ever write is when you don't really think what you're writing. You just sorta flow with your mind, your hands are non-stoply typing without hesitation. Right now, I stop. So I know my mind is not here.

I think the music bothers me, eventhough sometimes they do help. I don't know why sometimes I like to feel sad. I always picture myself as a "yellow person". Yes, I'm mostly happy with whatever I have and I always optimistic in my life. But at times, I do and need to feel sad, just to relieve my pain.

I think it's not right for people to build up pain inside them.

The other day I watched National Geographic about this guy who's done exorcism to at least 6000 people. He said the reason why the devil possessed them is because the pain and anger inside the heart. Those feeling give the evil a chance to attach itself to the human heart. Although somehow I think he's rather a scam, his argument does make sense.

I know exactly how it feels when I keep everything hurtful inside. To swallow the pain and be cool. Actually, .. it's not cool at all. No wonder people are getting crazier and crazier each day. Even with this knowledge, I still build things up inside sometimes. Norms, society, manner must be controlled.

I do envy to "Invisible People" who live in deep forest of Amazon sometimes. They must be stress-free and I bet none of them are manic depression or schichrophenic (I don't even know if I spell this right). I watched the movie "The Emerald Forest" in IFC yesterday afternoon and I couldn't take my eyes of it. It's not because a bunch of naked people walking around only covered with leaves, but the movie is really beautiful and so totally different from our city life.

Well anyway, I don't think I'd last a day in Amazon jungle unless I was born and raised there.

Dear Brother

Today I saw someone who looked like you.
He's in the car, just passing by.
I caught a glimpse of you in him.
You're fatter though! (hahaha ...*sorry, sorry*)
But Ndut, ... then I missed you so much.
I missed driving around with you.
Makan jagung bakar ..
Minum es puter ..
Ngudut2 di mobil sambil curhat,
Tiba-tiba Ndut, aku pingin cium pipi kapes2mu itu.
Meskipun aku selalu protes nek kowe mambu :)
Ndut, kayak apa ya kowe sekarang?
Ndak biasan'e aku kangen kowe.
Tapi hari ini ndak biasa Ndut ..
I love you.
Just in case you forgot.

Inspire

Sometimes I think misery, loneliness, and pain inspire more intriguing story than happiness.

My Superstar

I never felt a love this gentle and yet so strong at the same time. It's totally different than any other love I've ever had in my life.

When he lays his head on my arms, .. helpless, so sound asleep, I can kiss him over and over and over, and I never get tired of it. I look on his face, and there's heaven right there. Right in front of me. All I feel is calm, love and blessed.

I didn't fall in love all over the first time I saw him. I was too busy fighting the pain and the agony that I just went through. Yes, I've been waiting for him so long, dying to see his face and hold him, but it wasn't head over heel love.

When the pain starts to ease, I found myself wants to see his face all the time though. He didn't stay with me, so I had to find him, .. upstair. And even though getting there felt like somebody's tearing me apart, I couldn't resist the temptation.

It was then.
Now, ... he's my life.
He's everything I ever wanted.
He's my rock, my superstar, my brightest sunshine.

Every night I hold him, I pray to God.
Thankful in more than a lifetime for His generous gift to me.
My love, my life.
I've never been so happy in my life.

Sappy? .. I don't care.
This love is so beautiful,
You can't never know what it's like until you know it yourself.

I feel so free when I love him, without reservation.
I can give and give and give ...
without afraid of you taken it for granted.

Just be yourself, son.
I will love you forever and ever and ever.
You are the most beautiful thing I've ever seen in my life.
And I'm not saying just because I'm your mother.
Ok, maybe a little bit :)

I'll be your fierciest defend,
I'll be your loudest cheer,
I'll be your strength and wisdom,
I'll feed your hunger,
I'll nourish and rejoice your heart.
I'll brag about you,
I'll mend and kiss your boo boo.

If you ever mad at me, remember this.
You were cold, scared, confused.
And all you wanted was to be in my arms.

Don't forget .. just call me.
Mama ... that's all you have to say.

Saying the right thing - Priceless!

*another funny story from my dearest gf (thanks Sar!)
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Jack wakes up at home with a huge hangover after the night at a business function. He forces himself to open his eyes, and the first thing he sees is a couple of aspirins next to a glass of water on the side table. And, next to them, a single red rose!

Jack sits down and sees his clothing in front of him, all clean and pressed.
Jack looks around the room and sees that it is in perfect order, spotlessly clean. So is the rest of the house. He takes the aspirins, cringes when he sees a huge black eye staring back at him in the bathroom mirror, and notices a note on the table: "Honey, breakfast is on the stove, I left early to go shopping-- Love you!"

He stumbles to the kitchen and sure enough, there is hot breakfast and the
morning newspaper. His son is also at the table, eating. Jack asks, "Son...
what happened last night?" "Well, you came home after3 A.M., drunk and out
of your mind. You broke the coffee table, puked in the hallway, and got that
black eye when you ran into the door." "So, why is everything in such
perfect order, so clean, I have a rose, and breakfast is on the table
waiting for me?"
His son replies, "Oh THAT!... Mom dragged you to the bedroom, and when she
tried to take your pants off, you screamed, "Leave me alone, lady, I'm married!"

Broken table- $ 585.26
Hot Breakfast - $4.20
Red Rose bud -$3.00
Two Aspirins -$.38
Saying the right thing, at the right time.......
Priceless.

Don't dream it's Over

My head was spinning.
So many things going around.
I mean, I have limit, don't I?
I looked in the mirror, .. geesh honey, it's all nothing.
Look at me in the eyes.
Don't be such a wuss ..
You can complain, but not too much.
I hate people who complain too much.

Crowded House - Don't Dream It's Over just saved my day (yihaa .. LOL)

Hey now, hey now, don't dream it's over ..
You know they come to build the wall between us,
you know they won't win.

It will be so much nicer if I can sing out loud now .. heh?
Don't push your luck baby.

Happy 2nd Mother Day, Mama

Dylan ... You amaze me, son.
You create a sense of surreality about my being.
I'm here in this world to create such a beautiful creature like you.
Everybody loves you (and if they don't, something's wrong with them! haha).
Wherever we go, people always smiling at you.
You attract people's sense towards you.

We were sitting in the subway across a sad-looking lady,
and slowly she moved next to us so she can chat up with you.
Longing to touch your darling little fingers,
absolutely fall for your big radiant eyes.
I can see her face gleams up as she waves bye bye to you on her 63rd Ave stop.

That construction guy on the street this afternoon telling me to take your picture,
you in buggy car with your basketball cap and giant Elvis google *smirk*.
He laughed when he saw you crossing the street, ...
"Take his pictures, he looks like the baby on TV".
He's tough alright, but he has a soft heart for you kiddo.

Dylan, .. my memory is short, far from perfect.
Everyday, each piece of the things that we've spent together fade away.
I want to forever remember your face squealing in laugh as I hold you up "flying"
by my feet. Under the sunlight ...
Just one piece .. I capture that moment in my mind.

In Buddhism say, when you die .. at the very moment you depart from this world,
the last thoughts that you have carry you on to the other world.
If it's a happy thought, you'll leave this world in good spirit, contentment.
If it's a sad thought, you'll leave this world in despair, misery.

Well son, ...
Your face in that sunny afternoon will be one of my ticket when my time is come.
Thank you for letting me to be your mother.

love, mama

ADAPTATION

Kemampuan manusia buat beradaptasi itu tinggi sekali. Buktinya banyak, termasuk teori Evolusi Darwin. But I'm not gonna go scientific here.
I think human being has the capability to survive in a certain environment eventhough they don't like it. As long as the bear to fit in and try to adapt to the situation.

I thought over about my life.
I've been through times that was so hard, I thought I wouldn't make it. But I stuck to the gun because in my opinion, I had no other choice. And then I did it.
Sometimes, when people had no other choice but to follow the path in front of them, they don't give up more easily. Why? Yeah basically because THERE IS NO OTHER CHOICE.

The funny thing is .. THERE IS ALWAYS OTHER CHOICES.

But it's up to you really. If you'd like to make it, .. you close your eyes and mindset on other choices. The others are not relevant.

And in my experience, everything ... really, everything ... that's gone bad will eventually be good (just if you stick to it). Of course, you got to have faith that what you're doing is something good. Good for yourself or for others.

Wife's Diary vs Husband's Diary

I got this email from a friend of mine.
It's so funny.
Women, women ... we do tend to exaggerate and make things complicated sometimes.
But hey, that's part of our system.

It's such an enlightment to read this funny story though.
Men are just hmm ... how to put it nicely, .. dumb, when it comes to women's feeling (sometimes errr .. well, most of the time).


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WIFE's DIARY

Sunday night.

I thought he was acting weird. We had made plans to meet at a cafe to have coffee. I was shopping with my friends all day long, so I thought he was upset that I was a bit late, but he made no comment.
Conversation wasn't flowing, so I suggested that we go somewhere quiet so we could talk. He agreed but he kept quiet and absent. I asked him what was wrong. He said: "Nothing." I asked him if it was my fault that he was upset. He said it had nothing to do with me, and not to worry.
On the way home I told him that I loved him. He simply smiled and kept driving. I can't explain his behavior; I don't know why he didn't say: "I love u, too."
When we got home, I felt as if I had lost him, as if he wanted nothing to do with me anymore. He just sat there and watched TV; he seemed distant and absent. Finally, I decided to go to bed. About 10 minutes later he came to bed.
I could not take it anymore, so I decided to confront him with the situation but he had fallen asleep. I started crying and cried until I too fell asleep. I don't know what to do. I'm almost sure that his thoughts are with someone else.
My life is a disaster.


HUSBAND's DIARY

Today, Manchester United lost the match. DAMN IT..!!
(ends)

Cinta oh Cinta

Ternyata cinta itu nggak gampang ya. Yang dulu rasanya cinta, setelah hidup bertahun-tahun, perasaan itu bisa hilang. Sebabnya bisa macem-macem. Tapi rasanya yang paling utama adalah nggak bisa mengungkapkan keinginan kita pada pasangan, dan dua belah pihak nggak mau berkompromi untuk tujuan tersebut.

Memang di dunia ini nggak ada yang gampang. Masak urusan cinta aja bisa sampe segitu susahnya. Kadang gue heran dan bertanya-tanya, bener nggak sih istilah Soulmate itu?
Karena dikeseharianku ... aku lihat sekelilingku, mereka yang sudah berumahtangga, tidak ada satupun yang totally bener-bener bahagia 100%. Padahal jaman remaja dulu, aku suka baca novel-novel romance yang isinya wooow banget. Si cowok cintaaaaa banget, dan gitu pula sebaliknya. Sampe mereka mau melakukan apa saja demi pengorbanan cinta.

Mungkin karena ditulis di buku, jadi lebih gampang menelaah (aside that the story is fiction). Sedangkan kalo orang melewati hari demi hari tanpa ada didokumentasi, hal-hal kecil yang indah atas nama cinta itu jadi terlupakan. Sementara manusia sendiri punya kecenderungan untuk mengingat hal-hal yang lebih menyedihkan daripada menyenangkan. Salah satu bukti keterbatasan memory manusia.

Kayaknya Soulmate itu terlalu dilebih-lebihkan. Sama seperti kalau kita nggak punya dan ingin sesuatu. Misalnya kita pingin makan steak yang lezaaaat banget. Kadang-kadang, memory kita akan enaknya steak itu jadi melebih-lebihkan rasa aslinya. Jadi ngiler, lidah dikecap-kecapin .. ah kok enak banget kayaknya ya?? .. Padahal kalo udah makan (dan setelah selesai makan) yah gitu-gitu aja. Apakah kita jadi super duper happy? ehm... kalo kenyang sih iya kali ya (hehehe ..).

Sama dengan soulmate, .. itu adalah ide/bayangan indah kita tentang sesuatu dalam hidup ini. Pasangan jiwa .. duh, bayangin ... kata-katanya aja bagus banget dengernya. Memang sih kita suka denger, baca atau lihat di media tentang 2 orang yang merasa bahwa mereka masih saling cinta setelah puluhan tahun kawin. Pegangan tangan, gandengan tangan, berciuman.

Indah, ... betul.
Seneng liatnya? .. jelaslah.
Iri? ... ehhm, agak dong!

Tapi tentu saja perjalanan mereka menjadi Soulmate itu nggak dalam rentang waktu 1 malam aja. Bertahun-tahun, bahkan puluhan dan .. dalam kurun waktu itu ada perselisihan, kesalahpahaman, making up (baekan), slamming the door, lempar piring (atau apa aja), bentak-bentakan ... kebayang kan kira-kira gimana? Nah, jadi mulai kerasa kayak kehidupan nyata kan?

Jadi memang hidup ini YIN YANG (balance). Yang satu menyeimbangkan yang lain. Dan memang lebih susah prakteknya daripada cuman ngomonginnya. Karena GENGSI kadang mengalahkan cinta. Walaupun kadang perlu juga. Terutama kalau dalam relationship itu nggak balance, alias yang satu mau berusaha sementara pihak yang satunya lagi dedel.

Cinta itu harusnya membuatmu ringan bukan lelah.

If you do it with love, you don't feel like it's a job. (Isn't it? .. especially for a relationship or marriage)

P.S For someone out there: I don't always pray every night, but I do now for both of you to be happy again.

Missing Children

I flipped the TV channel. Sampe pada suatu channel yang 'boring' dan nggak penting2 banget. Terus setelah itu keluar foto seorang anak, sambil disebelahnya berisi data diri dan ciri2nya. Missing Children. Uhh, aku jadi penasaran & agak takut membayangkan.


Kok bisa2nya anak-anak itu hilang. Sebagian besar sudah teenager, berumur 15 tahun, .. tapi ternyata ada juga yang masih umur 2 tahun. Wajahnya lucu, masih balita, Angel Torrez? Aku jadi teringat Dylan. Duh, nak ... I never want anything like that happen to you. Aku nggak kebayang perasaan orang tua mereka yang kehilangan anak2nya. Entah diculik, entah run away. Kooookkkk ada ya orang yang tega2nya culik anak kecil dari orangtuanya. Lalu diperdagangkan, entah jadi s-e-x slave atau diambil organnya, atau dijadiin pengemis .. I mean, how cruel is that?

Beberapa waktu yang lalu di berita BBC UK sempat diulas, anak2 korban Tsunami yang akan diadopsi akan diperketat prosesnya. Mereka ini diincar para "pedagang anak2" untuk pura2nya diadopsi dan kemudian di-"pekerja"-kan. Sudah kehilangan orang tua, ditimpa bencana, masih juga akan diperosokin. Tega sekali?

Anak-anak, meskipun kadang mengesalkan .. dengan tingkah laku mereka. Yang rengek-rengek, yang temper tantrum, ngobrak-ngabrik ... bangunin tiap 2 jam .. adalah sumber kebahagiaan orang tua. Aku harap anak-anak jangan jadi korban. Kalau sudah sedari dini mereka jadi korban yang "salah", besarnya pun akan jadi orang yang bener-bener "salah" alias kacau.

Another news in TV, anak umur 10 tahun meninggal gara-gara pas dia maen salju di-plow ama snow truck yang ngebersihin salju. Driver nya nggak liat, dan ini anak pun ikut kegulung dan mati. Salah siapa? Kok nggak ada yang supervise? Orangtuanya kah karena teledor? Itu pikiranku yang pertama kali muncul. But I think over, maybe they have to work, they're not there when it happens, they're poor and they have no choice but to leave her alone after school.

Duh .. I hope, aku nggak pernah lupa menjaga anakku dari hal2 seperti ini. I mean this kinda thing kinda sucks me up a little bit and makes me too scared of leaving dylan on somebody else's care. But anyhow, I can't live in fear all the times. I just hope that we can take care of him at our best and God will always watch over our son.

Hari Ibu

These days, ada "teroris" yang keliaran di website ibu²-baby². Dari komentar yang kelihatannya cuman iseng, misalnya kayak ngata²in babynya jelek, ibunya jelek, ini jelek, itu jelek, ...(lho, kok jadi kesetanan ngatain semua orang jelek? Lama² korbannya si "teroris" ini makin banyak, dan ngomongnya pun mulai aneh². Berbau SARA, profanity language, sexual harrasment dll.

Di Indonesia, tanggal 22 Desember diperingati sebagai Hari Ibu. Lho kok topiknya Hari Ibu malah ngomongin si teroris ini? Sebentar, sabar, ... entar akan keliatan ada konteksnya.

Gue jadi salah satu korban, waktu baca kesel sekali. Bahasanya kasar, kampungan, norak...
I want to get it out of my system, so I think the better way to do it is by using psycho-analysis (uh, oh .. and because he's a psycho).

Aku jadi berpikir ...

Kenapa ya dia kok bisa kayak gitu?
What's wrong with him?
Why is he so mean and intolerant?

Kok he? bukan she?
Karena dia bilang gini: "AI per-ko-sa mau nggak kamu"

What a moron* asked a question like that?
*mo·ron (môrn)n.
A person of mild mental retardation having a mental age of from 7 to 12 years and generally having communication and social skills enabling some degree of academic or vocational education. The term belongs to a classification system no longer in use and is now considered offensive.

Hipotesisku ... orang ini kurang kasih sayang ibu.
Kenapa?
So far dia menyerang websitenya ibu dan anak. Dia nggak punya respect sama sekali sama ibu² dan baby² ini. .
Coba dipikir, orang (laki²) yang hormat dan sayang sama ibunya akankah pernah mengata-ngatai perempuan (apalagi seorang ibu) dengan kata² kasar seperti itu?
He doesn't like his mother, or worse he hates her.

Yang jelas, ibunya salah didik karena anaknya jadi sampai kayak gini. Saking kurang kerjaannya, dia online kemana² ninggalin jejak yang nggak enak. Dia cari kepuasan dengan menghina sana, hina sini, ... why? because it makes him empowered. It makes him feel good about himself.

Yang dia tidak sadari, it's just an empty feeling ...

Aku percaya, bahwa pengaruh orangtua dalam perkembangan sosial dan kejiwaan anak merupakan faktor utama. Seperti kata Khalil Gibran, anak yang dibesarkan dalam kasih sayang akan jadi orang yang penuh kasih. Jika ia dibesarkan dalam kebencian, hidupnya pun penuh dengan benci.

Jika kau tak pernah merasakan lembutnya kasih ibu ... hatimu keras.
Dinding hatimu beku ...
Suatu hari nanti, saat kedua tanganmu menimang sendiri bayimu, lembut kulitnya, ringkih tubuhnya, ... baru kau tahu apa arti cinta .. Itu permata terindah dalam genggamanmu.

Until then, you'll just never know .... you just don't know that feeling.
But I really hope you'll know.

Miracle Grow

Sometimes I can't wait till my son gets asleep so I can do my chores or perhaps just steal a "me-time" all for myself. But I found that I actually miss him when he sleeps. I can't wait to see his bright eyes and big smiles on his face. I think I never loved anyone as much to this extreme.
I love him more than I could help to love somebody. Sometimes I wonder if I have another child, will I love him/her the same? and will I love Dy the same.

The other day, I accidentally poured a whole bunch of Miracle Grow vitamin to my plant. I expected the plant would grow crazily thick and nourished. But, it died. So I thought, maybe it's just the same with love. If I give a steady and substantial love to my son, he will nourish. But if I overwhelm him with too much love, he won't survive.

I take daily life experiences into my account of soul-searching. I don't know when I started doing that, but I'm amazed by how much similarity of events that have no connection whatsoever start to make sense. I just hope the enlightment goes into the right direction.

a Letter

Be strong
Be patient
Be kind

Don't give up,
don't give up,
don't give up,
Just don't ..

Learn, observe, communicate.

Be the one you want to look up to.
what you see in others that you admire,
what? what? ask again?

be true to your heart.
but really listen to what it says.
don't get carried away with delusions.

listen carefully to your heart and mind.
they both can work together.

Love is hard sometimes, but it's not impossible.