fare thee well

I cannot be thy cherished Persephone
To dwell in what-if and what-could-be
I hope someday you’ll find your epiphany
And dwell no longer in self melancholy
…

To write is to heal as I suppose
Yet a requiem sounds a tad too morose
And so I pray for a sweet repose
As dear October draws to a close
…

The midnight gnome dances no more
For its heart is weary and its feet are sore
This love has been lost to some distant shore
Only to flourish in tales of legends and lore

kerana rindu

magnetic miniature masks

charmed

shen dian xia spectacles

homes by the river

kacang rebus uncle

coconuts for good luck

morning shadows

open your heart

ah tan and ah chan

with wings of clouds

geckos, margaritas and tea

Postulation #1510: It is very important to distinguish a gecko apart from a lizard, and totally unimportant to know the difference between Earl Grey and green tea.

growing up pains

So there, another birthday has passed.
This one came and went without much aplomb, unlike the others before it. There was the midnight lychee martini ice-cream surprise and the chocolate banana cake for lunch, both which I could not indulge in despite them being my favourites. Sigh…

It’s terrible to have an upset stomach on your birthday.
But nothing compares to the emptiness of that particular part of your heart that used to hold so much. A void remains, of deafening silence and weepy wounds…

empath: the gathering

blush and bloom

pohf gets a reprieve from neraka general

the doc turns model for a day

evie connected

fruity tassels

pineapple candles

stairway to heaven

beaming with cheers

your body odour? It’s belacan

in search of Oliver

pickledelights

honey bee heaven; clockwise from top left: chinese lai, atap chee, buah salak and mango

grant’s challenge

Seven more days of being 25 years old before greeting the next 25.

Grant, you would be glad to know that I’m still an idealist. I am never ever going to get jaded. I will define and find my own happiness. I will not forget my dreams. Some of the ones that I told you I wanted to achieve before I’m done being 25 had already come true. There are many more to pursue… Before you laugh and mutter `Oh yeah, now I remember… the eternal optimist!’, I’d like to thank you for the sombre challenge made to a starry-eyed 17-year old over mugs of steaming coffee one ordinary morning in 1996… it is still making a difference.

*Image credit: Ryan