imissyou

it is funny how people say they miss you, but dont even make an effort to see you personally. 


every day, i walk past people - my mother, colleagues, bosses, the janitors, people next door, people sipping coffee at the coffeeshop. i drive past homes, buildings - corporate ones, private ones or public. i wave hello and goodbye. i sigh relief and disappointment. i breathe in pleasant and unpleasant. i put on a face i make believe is myself, truly. i close my eyes and feel so many things at once. every day. but not once that i actually understand those behavior. 


even now, i do not know exactly what i wanted to accomplish or to write about in this very blog. people say there is a reason for everything, but i know having this blog is definitely not for fame or recognition. i have not figured out the exact genre or direction of writing in here, but it is neither personal nor general. it has none of the categories most people raved about. it has not been a medium for any extraordinary raves from my side of the world, either. just words, only written statements that my mind has made up with a little discussion with the heart.


...and the heart agrees to most of it.