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Sunday, July 22, 2007 - 12:24 AM

to be(lieve) or not to..

the saga of the omens did continue. today while we were so excited going up to the mountains for some good old exercise - the king fell. this is the second time i see a person fall right in front of my eyes. initially i thought it was only a slip but it ain’t that simple. just like the first time when i saw someone collapse, there is panic and terror. i was told later that my face went pale immediately. it was really quite terrifying especially we were on a slippery hill.

i can’t help but think of the article that i was reading while on the car travelling - ‘abraham lincoln: its not the years in your life that count, it’s the life in your years’ how many of us can really “die when we are living” (of course another quote from paulo).. many does not have the courage to start living, many does not know when to stop.

on my journey up the hill, we discussed about the woes of being old. about how life gets more and more restrained as a person gets old. it is not as easy as: the going gets tough, the tough gets going. when the body cannot carry out what the heart wants anymore - the helplessness (i believe) can be extremely frustrating. so to solve all this aging misery, i said, we need to plan. have a goal and work towards it. and to my surprise, the reply was: you cannot plan everything, sometimes the best you can do is go with the flow, “relax”.. was shocked that it came out of the mouth. so, its time to take a step back. perhaps to be in control is not a big a deal, move with the flow, cliche or not - go with your heart. because honestly, what if tomorrow was your last, or maybe even tonight.

after some fresh air, meal time was fabulous :D i still have to agree that food back home is far better in contrast. my puffed tummy could only allow a light meal for dinner because of the heavy brunch. then i decided to try my luck in mahjong again and this time it was great. my luck is gradually returning. even had durian delivered to our doorstep by some friends after a few round of mahjongs. sheer luck i say (not that i like durians alot :)

with my fingers crossed: the saying about crows will only belong in shakespeare.

playing on my itunes: way back into love. mmm. i shall let the pass be - its time to be a big girl now and big girls don’t cry..