I like to listen to Cyndi Lauper’s ‘Time after Time’. Very nice music and forlorn voice for that…and I remembered this song in one of Gywneth Paltrow’s movie. But unfortunately that movie of hers was filmed during her low moments of life. Nevertheless, I still find her very classy, and love to watch her movies. I still remember the movie ‘Sliding Doors’. It’s just so fascinating. Currently, I’m also fascinated with its like: Time Travels…🕑🕖🕙
It’s not that I want to return to the past. I believe in looking forward. Nothing stops. It’s only the fact that I realise I could have and should have done more…however, realisation doesn’t mean that the heart is willing. We may say a lot of things, but our heart may tell us otherwise. I mean, we all know how awful it feels when we pay compliments to people we don’t like, don’t we? Likewise, we may be doing something, but that doesn’t mean we enjoy the process thoroughly. Even if we don’t enjoy the process, it also doesn’t mean that we do not like the outcome. 😳 LOL I am not confused, though this sounds strangely confusing.
I am always alert when my heart stirs. Because I depend too much on my head. Be still, that’s what I need, to listen intently. However, at the end of the day, I still have this fear…I may be stupid after all. Come on, why should I be so insistent? Why should I stick to my beliefs? Isn’t it easier to flip around at times, whine at times, pretend at times?… Does that mean I have E.Q. if I do these? 😔
It’s hard to understand. Do I have any agenda? If I have, I wouldn’t have such low E.Q. If I don’t have any agenda, I wouldn’t have such high E.Q. Blah…. So in conclusion, only those with agenda will see others through their microscopic lenses. Hmm…food for thought? I have been having my meals at my new haunt lately 😊😊😊 and that makes me exhilarated!
Thank God!…I found my favourite cardigan back in my wardrobe! ☺️☺️☺️ I had initially been whining and grieving for the past two months about the disappearance of my cardigan. I couldn’t fathom how I lost it. Searched high and low everywhere, ended up speculating that I had most likely dropped it along the way…and I couldn’t accept it, because that’s really unlike ME! 😠 and of course since I haven’t been seeing it for two months, I really scolded myself for being such a scatterbrainer. How could I do such thing???? How could I just drop my cardigan along the way???? Where is my sense of responsibility???? I have to be responsible for myself, for my actions, my decisions, …… Okok, blah blah blah…..that’s too many, I couldn’t take it, I am burdened with too many responsibilities. Up till the fact that my crowning glory is denoted by the whiteness of the snow ❄️⛄️👀
Actually, it’s only very recently that I realise further of the consequences of my action and decision. Perhaps it’s better that I don’t think too much, and instead, just be a fluff 💋💭