Reading a person is complex.

One day, he’s all warm and fuzzy.
Next day, he’s all cold and reserved.

Current song playing : Little Wonders by Rob Thomas
Our lives are made
In these small hours
These little wonders,
these twists & turns of fate
Time falls away,
but these small hours,
these small hours still remain

The short period of time I spent with you doesn’t make me know you better, you just pleasantly made me smile. You speak about how we should live one day at a time. I’m afraid, afraid of the whole process, which has no definite results.  I’ve stopped. Stop thinking about the little things. I prefer my time now, living. I heard too many deaths the past one week. I am repulsed with the little fights, the havoc dramas. Precious times I only share with some of you.

This weekend will be reliving the good times. Birthday, music and wedding.
10 more days and counting.