Monday, July 12, 2004

 
Whenever/Wherever

I get a sense of liberation everytime I take out the car and drive with no point of destination. Whatever time of day, ok not during rush hour, whenever I'm feeling lost and mellow and down in the dumps, which is a constant feeling nowadays, I just get into my car and drive. With my handy fags in tow, with the right CD in the player and with the aircond on at full blast, I just don't think about anything and drive to nowhere. Like today for example, I ended up following a car all the way to Puchong and then after realising I don't know my way around Puchong and without a Touch & Go card, I had no choice but to start paying attention so I don't get myself lost. And during the whole excursion all by myself, I got to thinking of all the people that's made such an impact in my life. Those whom I'm close to now as well as those people who are my Hi/Bye pals and also those I see once every few years.

Distance be it far or near doesn't matter nowadays as long as we have the heart to keep in touch now and then. That's good enough for me. I'm used to being alone and having no one to turn to. I'm used to the feeling of remorse and regret for all the wrong decisions I've made in life. I'm used to having people feel sorry for me and sometimes pitying me and at times not knowing what to say or do to console me. But to those people who always manages to put a smile on my face, who manages to be there for me although I've been a real pain in the ass and those that simply don't need to say anything but just sit by me and lend me a shoulder to lean/cry/rant on, these are the people I can really call my friends. The number may not be large but the support and love I get from them is enough to keep me sane.

Melody, Badriyyah, Ju, Kit Yi, Velene, Adlee, Adeline, Siew Yen, Melvin, Keith, Sharon, Melissa, Jac, to you I owe my deepest and most heartfelt love for all the support you've given me in everyway possible. Thank you for just being there whenever...


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