Silent Night

Is it just me or the mercury retrogade has totally taken us aback into the good ol’ days?

Sometimes I like it when time flies as fast as the shooting stars. The other days, I really want that type of slow but sure kind of time. But who I am to choose? And then, I starting to realized that it was me. All along, it was always me who's in charge of my own expectation.

Just like these recent days; time to time flew away just like that, leaving me behind, whilst waiting for the moment that I anticipated the most, and foremost. Funny how people has that capability of living a life without ‘conciousness’; easily let time goes by, yet I witness many, many, many living life that way.

Have I ever wanted by people? How does it feel to just be wanted wholeheartedly? Or will it be better if I just disappear inside that beautiful ocean? — 그리