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Sunday, August 26, 2007

when even a talker needs some quiet

i was really bothered by something i heard today
as in bothered enough to feel sad and need to brood over it

so i did something i havent done in the last 3 years or so
i purposely took the train to serangoon station after church
and walked home slowly from there
i slowed down even further by taking a significant detour home
all the small windy roads instead of the straight main road
it took me abt 40 mins to reach my house
i just didnt feel like going home and having to talk abt it

i havent done thinking/wondering yet
but something did come out of it
"sometimes people just don't make sense"

and perhaps the question
"God, why like that?"

4:18 PM
heaven in a wildflower