ABSOLUTELy mAYBE

那樓下的住客，有多久沒回過來了呢？
是飄流太遠，找不到歸路，
還是隨風飛到了高空，開始了另一个國度的旅程？

那樓下的住客，是不是還在兜兜轉轉，
找不到打開門的鑰匙呢？
他是否知道，鑰匙早就已經握在手里，
再也不必費心尋覓？

那樓下的住客，到底是甚麼物體呢？
是个四四方方的土包子，
抑或是像一頭蠻牛舨地笨？

那樓下的住客，究竟是不是還在做夢?
日上三竿了還在打鼻鼾，
卻是否知道白天已經過了一大半呢？

那樓下的住客，到底還在不在？
或是，他一直都只是在我的想像里，
蒸發了。

just thought of a quote.
'life shouldn't be all about what you can or cannot do. it should be more on what you want or do not want to do.'
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as soon as i realized, i found it quite similar to this one.

Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players, and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance. Choose fixed- interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisure wear and matching luggage. Choose a three piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing sprit- crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing you last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats you have spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life.    - Trainspotting

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:)

busy and busy and busy recently.
am i really busy? or just being busy telling myself that i am busy?
need an escape from where i am now.
for i am not able to think clearly.
emo emo emo all the while.
why? just because.. dunno
a pursuit of happyness?
a never ending wait?
can someone tell me what i really own in life?
too many things.. i thought i have it, but i actually i don't.
slowly feel that i am just doing window shopping.
from your pov, you might see that i am doing shopping, but actually i am not.
the fact is that i am just bumping around in that shop. can't really afford to carry the brand/product on myself.
L.