as simple as it can be
Went around the globe.
Found myself sinking into the same kind of simplicity.
As simple as that.
She was worried that I sank into something out of my kind.
She was wrong. Because there actually is one thing shared by all the guys I've fallen for: the opposite of a father figure.
She doesn't know me. It is okay. I don't know her, either. Our friendship is like the relationship between a mailbox and a fruit stand.
He was worried that I would not have a happy marriage. Which was quite a prediction out of his little knowledge about my personal life.
Well, brother, don't you think both of us should be on the marriage-track before exchanging opinions on this issue? And I do wish he will have a happy marriage if he eventually goes into one.
I have to say that I am touched that he was worried. He doesn't know me. It is okay. I don't know him, either. The fact that we are still connected is because we deeply love our mom.
People start worrying about me because of my history, I guess. I am not flowing with expectation, am I? But I never think how I should flow. I just flow with my feelings and roll the way I feel like to, even though over the years, I have tried to use more cortical than subcortical part of my brain. You know, as a woman ages, she tends to think ahead a lot and hesitates a great deal for all possible reasons.
I have liked you since I stood on your bike.
Happy birthday, Liu.
2 comments:
Errr... Cortical, sub-cortical?? Somehow I feel that marriage is a lot less neurological...
But first, let's define "happy marriage". It's easy to get married - a lot easier than most people think, at least - but why???
I'm not mainstream, and you know what? I am proud of that.
Thanks~
I do had a happy happy birthday,
it's all because of you. :)
and I was surprised and deeply deeply touched that you saved that Gashapon(扭蛋) box...
http://frogstyle.channel.or.jp/zukan/zukan06.html
is the one had "未", right?
and I gave u that because 你屬羊...
I like you, too.
that's the simplest thing I know right now.
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