sparkslife

I have no idea on why i decided to take a loong break from blogging.

It’s something i couldn’t fathom or figure out. I have try asking myself why but as usual i got no answer. I guess the magic of writing a good piece of masterpiece is long gone. Sometimes i will find myself sitting for hours in front of my computer staring at the incomplete sentences in front of me wondering what the hell I’m doing there. Maybe that’s the problem.

I’m losing my grip.

If I would I have a chance of meeting up with my past, present and future for a lil’ chat, (not present, present is myself la) I think I will get myself into some serious ass-kickng troubles. My past will some how catch up on me in everything I do. (Yea I seriously think I’m depreciating… deterioting or whatever! Haha…)

My past will easily and effortlessy churns out piece after piece of good blogs while the I will just stare with a mouth open wide enough that it can fit a basketball inside. My past can just read up one whole paragraph and memorize it while i have reread it like ker-zillion time just to get the first sentence into my freakin mind.

Now that’s just the beginning.

It’s time to chat up with my future. My future will be denoted as x due its unknown nature. Haha…. Anyway what i do now will be reflected in the future. And judging by the trend I’m going now, I’m pretty sure x will be worse than the state I am now today. I can just imagine it. A man with no self-….. erm… maybe it will be a better idea if I don’t imagine it! Haha….

People says that you are what you are today. Live for today and let go of your past, build a good future in front of you and blah blah blah. And y‘know all those stuff you may find in Chicken Soup for the Soul. Stuff people may read and weep about for a fraction of time and often will be forgotten in the next minute.

But today as I stare outside the window with sunlight pouring in like an everlasting supply of warmth, I can feel my hand getting hotter and warmer by second. I’m alive, I thought to myself. I gripped my hand and although I can’t grip the sunlight but I can effortlessy grip the esscence of the sunlight. The warmth.

And I think that’s the most important part of it.