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Life is merely a journey to the grave, but to make the journey become a beautiful parade or a dark mourning ceremony is all in your hand.

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December 14, 2012

An Afternoon Melancholy

The more I get to know you, the more difficult it is going to be to let you go. Maybe that's why for every aeroplane I see crossing through the sky above me, I feel scared and sad. And strangely, happy.

I learnt many things, especially those about things I thought I knew. In the end I'm still a learner, observing, learning, collecting knowledge, and later drawing conclusion from it. Although the future seems to scare me, again I always try to calm myself, saying that everything will be okay. I have to keep reminding myself that I am both in charge and not in charge of my future. My destiny is written by me, but it is merely a proposal the Universe must approve.

as the afternoon clouds starts to gather around my empty realm of memories, I smiled and try to let it go again. It's funny, however, since it was never this difficult to let go of something. Maybe I begin to let myself attached too long. Or maybe, I'm just learning like the rest of the world.

Ah well. One thing for sure: I will never lose hope. I will find you. And I promise the happiest of the happiest for you.

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