I've got so much love to give, I don't know what to do with it.
At this point in my life, where I've had my share of heartaches but still learned to move on, to channel and to re-distribute; where my breathing stuffed toys - gabby and ok minsan si dd - are growing up and are not so receptive to huggies anymore; and where I'm not getting any younger, I feel that I am ready to love again. (Note: this has nothing - absolutely nothing - to do with my 6-month-marry-by-25-deadline.)
Which brings me to ponder a very important question that has haunted me for several weeks now: should I.... get myself a cactus or a goldfish? |
he he. deadlines are just that - dead. even you pass over them, they will not complain, or hold your leg. so just move on. and make more new deadlines. he he