i'm convinced that the brain works in a strange sorta way. i know mine does. i think things only i think i do. but i shan't elaborate, lest you think me weird. and sometimes i'll debate the endless possibilities of a certain something, albeit in my head, with a firm conclusion, before entirely changing my choice. i don't think it's being indecisive like how many will claim. I take it as thinking throughly. again. and yet again. i know many of us hope. hope, too, is a strange thing. cos' hope is nothing but dust without the actual initiative of doing it. but we all live on it, no?

i like surprises. but i don't like the not-knowing part. i like spontaneity. yet i don't like sifting through the options. an oxymoron don't you think? but that's how the world works, it's almost always not black and white. right or wrong. but let's make do with it shall we? cos' it's so much easier to adapt than to cope.

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and now i shall stop.

posted by PURE @ 10:28 pm.