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Entries for August, 2005

August 5th, 2005

A Goodbye that's as good as any other

Posted by wulfgar at 07:26 PM on August 5, 2005.

There are many things that I didn't plan on doing but I did, some that I planned on doing but didn't. I try not to lose too much sleep over it. One thing I will NEVER do again is force the issue (whatever that means).

You can't imagine how many hours I spent playing and replaying scenarios in my head, imagining how I would do this and that, how I would say such and such. I am tempted to just go on ahead, if only to make it worth all those lost sleep time (which are priceless to me).

But no. It just doesn't feel right.

It's wonderful how God always manages to provide a balm for pain, how He manages to make things a bit more easier. I thought it would be much worse than this, but it isn't.

It's always hard for me to say farewell, but whenever the necessity comes, I always find myself with just enough strength to do so (thank You Lord).

So, here goes.

Goodbye and God keep you.

I don't know about you but for me, it was great while it lasted. Maybe you'll never know, but it is of little consequence. I believe that nothing that is meant to be revealed can be kept hidden forever.

Think of me from time to time, alright? I promise to do the same.

I don't promise to pray for you every single day, but will try to whisper a little something for you, and your household, whenever you come to mind, as often as I can.

I'll see you when I do.

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August 12th, 2005

Episode 1

Posted by wulfgar at 07:23 PM on August 12, 2005.

I dreamt of Song Hye Kyo last night.

It's a bit fuzzy(the way dreams often are) but it felt like living out a soap story. We were introduced, then quickly fell in love with each other. I think she accompanied me to the Korean embassy or something to get my visa, but we got separated inside. The building turned out to have lots of trapdoors and secret passages and I got lost. I ran around, trying desparately to find my way out. When I finally did I went directly to the entrance and met her there. She was crying (the way she does in the soaps). By then it was almost dark. I almost cried too, thinking about a whole day wasted trying to find my way out when I could have spent it in her company.

And then it was morning, and I woke up.

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