Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Monday, October 23, 2006
Life tidbits
Being in school so early in the day.
A cup of tea in my hand with the donut, spinning already in my stomach.
I decided to listen to jazz. Sway to jazz. Sing to jazz. Simply a nice morning and a jazz.
This room is quite special.
I'm loving each minute of it when it passes.
Of course, only when the air-con is back on.
Not the days of holidays when its stuffy and hot.
Not when those people continue to burn their green forests.
Sometimes I really wonder what life is really about.
Is it a perpectual lamenting of how dreadful it is
Or a simple appreciation of how beautiful it can be.
Like a quiet morning.
A cup of tea.
A spinning donut.
A swayful jazz.
A mind of thesis prep.
Enjoying every minute of it.
A cup of tea in my hand with the donut, spinning already in my stomach.
I decided to listen to jazz. Sway to jazz. Sing to jazz. Simply a nice morning and a jazz.
This room is quite special.
I'm loving each minute of it when it passes.
Of course, only when the air-con is back on.
Not the days of holidays when its stuffy and hot.
Not when those people continue to burn their green forests.
Sometimes I really wonder what life is really about.
Is it a perpectual lamenting of how dreadful it is
Or a simple appreciation of how beautiful it can be.
Like a quiet morning.
A cup of tea.
A spinning donut.
A swayful jazz.
A mind of thesis prep.
Enjoying every minute of it.