little and huge

my sister asked me how i knew about typhoon signal no. 8 this morning
cause i dont have the habit of switching on TV in the morning
i usually just
jump out of bed
brush and clean
change and paint
grab and go

and i said
ah
he texted me

she said
haha so he texted from the UK
and
you would have left home for work if he hadn't

and i said
ahaha yesyes and i would have got everything ready without even thinking
rushed out with make up on and in vain

and she said
yes and gets so frustrated and came back panting complaining about having stormed out by mistake

and i thought to myself
and i came to realize

oh man i wasnt aware what these tiny things imply

and how different thing could be without this sms

thank you for looking at my weather.

living out

couple of times a week comes the moment when im half awake lying on bed not quite muscle fatigue but sense to move be lost not even to flip feeble to shoot a twitch and the the some visual electrifies is dreaming an active motion is thinking an active motion we claim no control of what we think or do we no one puts it there not the supreme not the devilish and not myself some mystic might odd enough live with it limitations and confinement existence in this external cosmo limitations and confinement air is not free breath stinks - - - - - what do hong kong people do in a funeral fold lots of paper and burn them all mourn at the ashes would rather not reflect and be absorbed into the atmos

Social Media ROI... with local case reference... ROAR

why do i whine
im quite pretty sure if it aint officework but schoolwork i would
quite like it

just a lot of researches
and u said you love learning
reading texts online
you called it new information new knowledge

ha

isnt it better than writing reports?
mechanical but concrete
like
boring but real
easy to master
easy to
you see progress
and its dull
but you see lines after lines appearing

and research
you read lines after lines and all appearing is
abstractions in your mind
well
a lot of uncertainties
you never know if you are getting the right things
but you gotta turn your brain on

reason for paralysis during weekends huh

like you hold a sieve and you wanna contain water
from an ocean
you wanna fill the bucket but
the sieve has holes too large
nets too sparse
oceanic water draining

but would you rather be spooning water from ocean with a sieve
than
spooning paint
heavy and dense
inorganic

fact: i only want to spoon on bed

countdown is Schmerzen
bereits vermisse ich dich
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