Wednesday, April 6, 2011

clasp your hands and put it near your heart

listening to Chopin Waltz in b minor, Op. 69, No. 2

What a incredibly busy day. With the swift movement of God's hand, I have already careened past a day. Each day has passed with merciless tempo. Just a moment ago the Mr Sunny was greeting me "Good Morning!" and the next moment Mr Moon popped up with a solemn face reminding me to hit the sack. I sulked silently. The stickies pasted on my wall and lamp commanding me to complete my tasks. Eyelids drooping. Head rocking softly. Switches off.

Welcome to dreamland.