suddenly hv the weird thought of wanting to float away like a withered leaf on the surface of a pond again.
wouldn't it be nice if yc were a leaf
floating about aimlessly without care
carried away by the windy winds
floating floating floating
...
randomm.
i realise i really enjoy an uncluttered life.
which is quite bad.
i'm so young bt i don't feel the need to feel the rush of adrenaline when i hv tons of dreams to pursue or tons of commitments to fulfil.
i'm so young bt i just want to feel peaceful and unadventurous and closed. enclosed in my safe haven. in a tiny cage.
mmmmrms.
probably the nostalgia acting up again. on a silent night and busy days ahead.
but we just hv to keep moving on in life.