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Wednesday, May 09, 2007

keep running

I went for a run just now. went on and on. While i was running, i could vividly see a lot of flashing images. i could see the good times. i could see the bad times. Never was there any occasion where everything was so vivid and clear.

i began to ask myself about the predicament. Torrents of questions and thoughts just impinged upon me.... many "whys", many "what" and many " should have"...

got the urge to fly a kite. Cos when i m flying a kite,i am in control.. be it a slight gale or a strong howling wind,i just need to tuck or release. Sometimes it is very saddening to know that certain things are uncontrollable. U know u ve tried hard to tuck but the kite just keep sinking and sinking... You try to run as fast as possible to get it up... too late...the kite already brushed the ground. you regret not running fast but sometimes, its not about just running fast. Its about knowing when to run. Time.

i feel like running. running away. running away from this place. running away from this place which is making me breathless.