Have you ever wake up and was haunted by a dream you had the night before. It seems like a dream but with much reality in it. It scares the "something" out of your very soul and you remain disappointed for the rest of your life. . .

Well, I hadn't. Just trying to sound like a ghost story writer? :P

I'm currently on the dry spell of my any "life". You see, this boy Joshua is a student in the day and night falls he will be doing family business, sometimes a coffee boy and sometimes a watch service technician. weekends are pack, a musician, drummer, pre-school Church teacher, cook, Friends, brother, son, disciple, unfaithful child of God. Whew~ I hardly have time for Myself?

Joshua, was Joshua. He use to cycle Care-freely around the neighborhood. He use to be sad at the simplest issue like how his brother ate his share of the pie, he use to glad by just having to be out with his family and friends. Things change, but I didn't expect it to be this bad.

I know I cant go back, expectations change and people distant away.

I suppose I have a part to play as well. But I miss those overnights in the silly little space of Gene Lim's to me that was one of the safest place at that time, kinda like a comfort zone. Times that I was around with my friends are always full of laughter. What happened to all the people I grew up with, saturday was always a bliss. and Sundays is always more blue than Our Mondays.

Why? why do we have to keep ourselves away from each other. It seems to me that I only have people to laugh with and talk with, gossip with, fight with and of course grow with, since forever. Pardon me but suddenly I feel that the idea of friends is not that bad after.

It's just a suggestion but Man don't need another man to survive but I'm sure a little group of friends wouldn't hurt sometimes.

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