blundersgoround

i was hit by proustian flashbacks lately. amazing how some memories gushes in during those times you don’t really expect. it’s not exactly about nostalgia or what, well, to be frank, i have no idea what to term them. you just happen to walk past, or someone happen to say something .. that’s how triggers happen. nothing to feel sad about. or happy with… but just moments of life that have had past and perhaps you can only lament how time flies. keke. so strange life is.

on a completely different note, i was having some beer with chum and a new friend. we were on the topic of ‘women are from venus, men are from mars’ (to that effect i suppose). i think it’s a topic that we can go on and on till the cows turn blue. keke. i suppose at the end of the day, it’s all about preconceived notions, misaligned expectations and unnecessary assumptions that kill communications. the principles of speech: don’t ask if you don’t want the truth (half the time you already know the answer, no?) don’t fuss if it doesn’t matter (or matter enough). don’t say if it doesn’t warrant you to. keke. if it’s that simple right. insecurity? well like a chum once told me, ‘if there is no hint of insecurity, have you loved him enough?’ i still can’t quite comprehend this line but i get the drift though. insecurity doesn’t have to come in the form of other girls/boys/unspecified gender, but the very fact that you worry if you will lose him one day, to anything.

like i firmly believe, it doesn’t matter if this love will ever end, it matters if i have made a difference in your life.

‘i don’t aim for the love to never end, i just wish for it to make a difference in your life.’

why love if we only care about the mundane?

We rely more on the unspoken than the spoken most of the times.

Think about it…

So strange I am always catching the vibes of others but never my own …

So how?

Firefly Night Race media launch @ Old School Timbre

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Liking the varied expressions in this picture.