Life in a mixed platter
It's funny how I suddenly feel that my taste bud links up to life...Mom asked if the Pamelo was sweet.
I told her it wasn't, but I like it still. (Apparently my Dajie loves it sour!)
I can't be sure about life being less sweet is what I prefer, but I guess I've learnt to appreciate the variations of life in sweetness.
I was almost in tears reading a text from a dear one expressing her joy singing a song to her child. And when I witness the little one swaying to her voice with that little 2 front teeth, It's like a molten lava cake that makes me go 'mmmmmm' so good you just smile for the longest standing second and it runs right into you. ok, that was definitely way much happier then eating cake. I was truly touched and felt very happy for her.
When I see that what Uncle H's post-it(s) have done to the Pando** catalogue.. it made me laugh and felt eating a super cold ice cream! Just like how much I love salted caremal ice cream. 'Nommmmnommm' it's so good you just wanna keep eating. it's not overly sweet after 1 scoop but it's has it's own sweetness that warms up to you and you wonder why the salty-sweetness is this yummy! Ok, it was sweeter than icecream because of the thoughts and efforts all over.
My tears really fought with the ache and tiredness of looking for a next-job. As much as I can say I'm trying and I won't be giving up, the first experience with expectation really disappointed me. It's like Swollowing bitter-tea which I know it's good for me. I would hold my breath and swollow it portion by portion.. each time I have to take bigger breaths and at the end if it, I still get to taste the after bitterness but yet it (will) still feels good to finish the drink knowing it is good for me. Oh well, it's like how tough this phase is but I know it will be good at the end!
ok. too much yakking.
:)
February, don't leave so soon!
posted by Cinds @ 11:17 PM
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