life's mean reds.

the boxes are too a many, brown till my eyes dull. somewhere along those lines, the same weariness pulls me down.

have you ever parted from someone's company, suddenly struck by life's fragility, suddenly aware that you might never see his/ her face smiling back again? what would you do? make it a point to maximise all the time you could possibly have with the other, or be stumped into inaction, knowing that no amount of time or effort is ever going to be enough to erase all those "if only"s that plague when the end comes?

to each his own, but what happiness is, can never be defined.. can it?

最终是哑口无言地走了。究竟谁才是赢家? 人老了，自己所拥有的也变得寥寥无几；在那霎那间，对于自尊心更是耿耿于怀，难以放下--而‘对不起’这三个字就只能挂在心上，闷。

有时候，真觉得人生太奇妙了。在它精彩的片段里，不知觉中，成熟了。