Yesterday, a good old friend advised that I should open my eyes wider and look harder around me. Said I've already missed him, do not let yet another one slip away. What a timing really.

I am flattered.
But honestly, I do not have the courage to take a leap. Taken enough leaps which ended up realising the air cushions are no longer there too late. They say once bitten, twice shy and we're only talking about twice here.

Yet, I didn't say no...?

Sometimes, even I'm baffled by my own contradicting thoughts.
All I want to do now is just shut all communications between the heart and the mind, the endless conversations; I need to sleep, you know.

Talk about it or not breathe a word about it? Do nothing about it? Think about it? Put a stop to it? Or stop being unreasonably resistant toward it? Maybe it's just for awhile?

I must say, it ever crossed my mind.