Preserving the charm and beauty of a dissolving memory
Before the last lap begins, there is a need for some retrospection.
Just so for understanding how much time has passed.
Just so for knowing that time was not wasted.
Soon, the paper chase will stop and the rat race will begin.
A perfect beginning of the end.
An entry into an uncharted dimension.
Before any changes, i wish to preserve this current moment.
I want to remember the black fine sand on the beach of Kuantan.
I want to remember the feeling of going aerial before plonking in on a trough.
I want to remember the whistling of the fin.
I want to remember the gentle flowing swells.
I want to remember the feeling of invincibility.
Not forgetting the language and warmth of the thai people.
The vibrant and energetic city life of Bangkok.
The wonders of friendship.
Somehow I hope to dream these memories all over again.
Just so for understanding how much time has passed.
Just so for knowing that time was not wasted.
Soon, the paper chase will stop and the rat race will begin.
A perfect beginning of the end.
An entry into an uncharted dimension.
Before any changes, i wish to preserve this current moment.
I want to remember the black fine sand on the beach of Kuantan.
I want to remember the feeling of going aerial before plonking in on a trough.
I want to remember the whistling of the fin.
I want to remember the gentle flowing swells.
I want to remember the feeling of invincibility.
Not forgetting the language and warmth of the thai people.
The vibrant and energetic city life of Bangkok.
The wonders of friendship.
Somehow I hope to dream these memories all over again.
your dosage was administered by \m/ Adrian \m/ at 12:11 AM
1 Comments:
It is singular how soon we lose the impression of what ceases to be constantly before us. A year impairs, a luster obliterates. There is little distinct left without an effort of memory, then indeed the lights are rekindled for a moment - but who can be sure that the imagination is not the torch-bearer?
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