love actually never fails to make me laugh. heh. I need to stop thinking…stop placing expectations on myself, no numbers, dates and seconds. Just live….breathe air is good, fresh air is better, I want to go to the beach and stay upnight there and listen to the shore serenade me. I want to go back to Sydney…somehow I really do miss the place now. Maybe it’s just that I’ve alot more places where I can be by myself to reflect to listen to sad songs and smile. Blackwattle bay, the park behind broadway, quadrant. Barneys’, I miss a good sermon. It’s difficult for me to fit back again whenever I come back..I visited my childhood church and attended a service. Just the land since the place has been renovated, so many memories. So much time doing stupid things. I think I’ll know when the person is right for me when she makes me feel comfortable around her, especially during the silences. The moments of quiet understanding even when we are each engaged in our own activities. We share a world although we are in our own worlds. I want to watch the stars fall asleep in your eyes…I want to fall asleep watching your eyes.
(I feel I should state this…obviously not referring to anybody in this or any of the past entries just writing my feelings)
