road less travelled by
i'm trying to get my thoughts together... this is a too important summer to be missed. Yet, somehow i am numbed inside.. not feeling much. I've decide not to go down to the road ahead, in order to avoid worrying. Then i stopped looking back as well, cuz they bring back doubts that stop me from walking down the road. i've been told that life is bitter and tasted the bitterness myself, yet the ppl ahead still tell me that life will only get worse.

i pause a lil and keep on walking.. this time taking note of the flowers on the side walk, clouds in the sky. Things that would bring a smile to my face at downtown intersection that would make me look more like a fool than a dreamer. I would be the fool or the dreamer, if that is what it takes for me to break free of the trap of cynicism, doubt, disappointment. I am not in denial, only trying to catch the sparkle of paul's sacred joy at a prison cell.