we always live in another moment. even sitting here … i dont even think about this moment. my soft bed, the cool aircon, my almost full tummy … my mind wonders to what i would have liked to do today, what if …
i imagine myself doing something else, imagining myself sitting at some fancy place drinking wine … ironic coz a few nights ago, i was sitting with my friends drinking my 7th glass of white wine, and looking at my watch trying to come up with some lame excuse to go home … to my warm and soft bed … with my cool aircon blowing ever so lightly to my shoulders that are jutting out of my fluffy duvet ….
why do we lose our precious moments … to be in the moment … thinking of other moments ??
sweetestrika 