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Recently, I'm addicted to a song by Paris Match - 風のうまれる場所で

I hardly comprehend the lyrics of the song because it's in a foreing language, but for some odd reasons, I can totally submerge myself in the soothing melody. I imagine myself flowing with the wind, bathing under the sun, holding hands with my partner. It's an escape to reality and a reflection to my true desires.

We've been traumatised by natural tragedies lately and  hopefully they awake our senses to treasure and appreciate what we have. We are breathing the same air, but in entirely different circumstances, I wonder if we would be penalised by our extravagance one day.

You're reading my blog and lost in translation, while I secretly read your blog and exasperate with annoyance. It's a guilty pleasure. I realise I've lost connection to my surroundings, when will I find the thread to connect with you again? Can you feel the wind and sun?

Action.

It's been a while and I'm back.

It seems that everything remains static and nostalgic, I guess time drifts by faster when you're surrounded by love. It's the first long winter I had, it was bitter but it allowed time for contemplation. A lot had happened, but the incidents hadn't changed me at all, I could only view life differently.

Spring's here and I welcome it with new attitude and perspective.

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Metamorphosis.

In this dimension of life, I've come to terms to understand that I've changed.

I gradually enjoy spending time alone, in solitude, in that piece of fairy land I call, 'my zone'. 

I'm now taking everything I've learnt in the past and fly with pride to another stage of life.

Start giving instead of taking.

Speechless... ...

Mind emptiness... ...

Frivolities... ...

Dark obsession.