Midnight Conversations.

It's one of those times when it's well past midnight, and the lateness of the hour and the stillness of the night beyond them gets them talking. On nights like this, she stays up with him over the net as he  watches over his ill puppy. On nights like this, they exchange lists and lists of songs, placing them together like subtle brush strokes on the canvases of their lives. . . On nights like this, they talk.

You know, she says idly, almost as if she hasn't spent nights pondering over the sweet uncertainty of whatever lies before her. 

There are days when all I want is a cozy house, a white picket fence, two--maybe three children to come home to, and the warmth of my husband beside me on a night like this--the surety, the safety, the certainty that there will be something to live for. 

But other days--she continues, other days, I want to own the world. Be someone. Be something. Grace the covers of a major business magazine. Build a front-running company out of scratch. Have heads turn at a single click of my Jimmy Choos--the power, the adrenaline, and the passion for finding newness in things that already exist. 

Well, he says, laughing, well, my dear, why can't you have both?

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Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. ⁵ It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. ⁶ Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. ⁷ It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

 ⁸ Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. ⁹ For we know in part and we prophesy in part, ¹⁰ but when completeness comes, what is in part disappears. ¹¹ When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me. ¹² For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.

 ¹³ And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love. 

--Corinthians

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I must stop thinking so much like a close-minded human. I shall persevere.

Because you're the last person I'd want to see before I die.

Meow. 

I have this best friend, and I've been treating the friendship I have with him as something so scary I'm scared of breaking it. But from today, no more. I'll make each day amazing. :)

Because honestly, I'm the luckiest person on Earth to have a best friend like him. :)

Ohnoes, this is cheesy and cliche', but it's the best cheesy cliche' I know about.  

Despite the swear word, these words. are. so. true.


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i'll strive each moment to be the bright side to his every day :) 

Attacking a hot fudge sundae.

After some late-night siomai (Chinese food is love!) and late-night conversations, I'm feeling so much better now!

And. Since I have been done with the 3 books in my previous to-read list, here's a new one.

I want to read some Kurt Vonnegut books!

I've only read a couple of quotes of his, but yes, he sounds intriguing. He actually reminds me of a batchmate of mine. Cynical and hopeful at the same time.

How nice--to feel nothing, and still get full credit for being alive.
-Vonnegut. 

I need some form of release.

... And no, please, please, please not writing. 

I am honestly sick to death of my reputation as that writer. 

Hey, you're that writing goddess, aren't you?

As much as it is flattering to be called this, there is more to me than swirly blue loops and ink stains on my fingertips.

Add that to my inability to figure out what to do with my life.

Can I just go hide under a rock now? Please?

This summer, I am going to learn something new. Totally bloody new. (No, acting doesn't count because I've been there, done that.)

And I'm going to make sure people know there's more to me than this. this this. constant sense of fulfillment.