Sunday, February 28, 2010

Less of A Cure.

Of course I went mad after a series of misfortune events.

I had no choice but to turn to the mamak stall that I would never step-on (if there weren't any choice left).

As the menu kept upsetting me by running out of stocks of pisangs, I too suddenly felt that someone out there had really kept his mind on confiscating my tad source of happiness.

In the end I couldn't take it anymore and just sat and waited for my food. (What I ordered was just a murmur-full of words.)



Suddenly out of no where the orange moon appeared.
It was like my date with her, and the sun, and the breeze, and a view of the night scene of a corner of ss2's.

You know, I just wanted to sit and see the world spinning along with its lifeless beings.

I had no idea of this is how much that I would want to escape from.