I've endured the journey home. Could KO any time. But yeah. I survived. Thanks to the caffeine I reached for the first thing I entered the kitchen. >_>

Today isn't really that kinda day that I could cheer for. There was no light till I reached home and switched the laptop on. Then. A spotlight shone. And another. And I believe, some more will shine in the later part of today. =]

I've misunderstood. But yeah. The past can never be earned no matter how hard you try; how much you do. It can't be changed either. It can only be recollected.
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Words which you can and cannot say.
Feelings which you can and cannot express.
Ideas which you can and cannot convey.
Parts of your soul which can and cannot be revealed.

Life is just so full of 'can's and 'cannot's, 'do's and 'dont's. Those are the little spices which make life more interesting I guess.
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Why do pple cling so hard onto those who created beautiful memories for themselves? They should learn to let go. I don't mean fully of course, but slowly. Let those very special pple be one of the pieces which make up a 5000-piece jigsaw.

People are never apart.
They are a part.

And yes. I think with structure.