walking down memory lane is never easy. your senses somehow activate and go on alert. well maybe sometimes they go over the top as your feelings and thoughts somehow intertwine and at that very moment you just cant do anything except but let it in and walk. and breathe. dont forget to breathe.

after you've met someone then what? my mind has this app programmed ryt in the roots, where a pop-up would flash saying: chill bro, chill. whenever i think too much or feel too much for that matter. and i would shiok sendiri. heh

yest safiyyah called me, it was late. of course it was sufiya's idea... but the lil one was the one on the phone. asking what time i was gna come home, with that voice of hers. haha is so hard to describe the phone call here, cos i think it would sound wrong if applied differently. i always forget to show her (even though she's still small and she might not get it) that i love her. cos she's growing up faster every week and i'm missing it.