"eh, why you never update your blog already?"

Me: " hmm. sometimes, no point blogging."

Sometimes when blogs are written with facts thrown all within them, I cannot help but to fathom, how come words and actions do not reconcile?

Sometimes, I chose to avoid asking myself questions more than I should. Sometimes, I chose to ask until there is an answer.

Other times, I sit down on my own, trying to dissolve myself back into my own tranquil world.

And cry silently inside.

Too many questions in life have no answers, albeit it be human nature to pursue until they got one. And it is only natural for any cognitively-active human beings to be inquisitive.

"I look at the sky, with sparkling stars scattered all over the velvety-black sky. I was all alone by myself, and I chant a little prayer for you. I wonder if you'd hear it. I wonder if you'd feel it. My world is shrouded with fogs of ambiguity, waiting to be unmasked by you."

What if everything turn out to be a Rumpelstiltskin-reenacted?

What if we have to give up what we love best in order to have what we want most?

Or vice versa?

Intriguing.