--v--<@ A flower that grows despite cement holes @>--v--
Opening doors
Monday, May 01, 2006
I hesitated at the door. Why isn't it opened from the other side? My hands at the handle, should I turn it or not?
Did I hear a knock? A gentle thump on the other side? Or was it my imagination, that I wanted to hear it.
I looked back. It was a long corridor, with many turns and bends. I have already unlocked many to get this far.
Why do I stop at this door? Am I not enough to open it? No body else wants to walk through the door? Or should I open it instead?
Do I walk on like other doors I'd missed, or sit around and wait? Will I be ready to face what's in front of the door? Or will I get all bruised again?
Renee Chua A flower that refuses to let the cement close in on her... she fights her way through to fight for her rights to sunshine and rain...yet never lose her beauty to the weather...
Likes: Humanity
Jazz, new age, alternative, acid jazz, soft rock music
Watch and read a good play
Direct and act in a few excellent plays
Photography
Designing
A good hearty laugh
Dislikes: Snobs and bitches (same category)
Those who just wanna make life difficult for others
Drivers who can't make up their mind which lane to drive on
The self contradicting systems in my country
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Opening doors
Monday, May 01, 2006
I hesitated at the door. Why isn't it opened from the other side? My hands at the handle, should I turn it or not?
Did I hear a knock? A gentle thump on the other side? Or was it my imagination, that I wanted to hear it.
I looked back. It was a long corridor, with many turns and bends. I have already unlocked many to get this far.
Why do I stop at this door? Am I not enough to open it? No body else wants to walk through the door? Or should I open it instead?
Do I walk on like other doors I'd missed, or sit around and wait? Will I be ready to face what's in front of the door? Or will I get all bruised again?
I'm stuck between and closed door And many opened doors. Y o u r N a m e _ b l o g g e d _ @ 11:39 PM |
