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26.1.08




there come a new year and go another one, which i doubt it make a different.

day by day, year by year. next routine, new people, follow by next farewells.

a place, where there is no single one or scene to remind me the every sweet thing or precious moment of past, part of my memories seems like been buried in hidden mists where i choose to deny its existance - living in the past make useless for the current.
however, once in a bluemoon pixels of rolls and columns flashes on my head, i fall into and dissappeared with it, sweet or pain, i was back to the scene. it just took a second of each day.
i bet everyone experienced this.
sometimes, it's important, to remember how far you've come, not just how far you have to go.

although imagination is powerful, in real life, if, i've been given a second chance to choose, or a second chance to meet someone, for whatever we've gone through, the result is still be the same -- meeting the past in you or me it is like the biggest desire i can make.

whether it's the shortest meeting, follow by another long parting. i dont feel bad, have i ever know how good it feels, i expect a better one. i ought to spare some spaces for the present out-of-control life experiences and useful lessons.

there come a new year and go another one, soon or later, may it be another place i live in, with similar strangers reminding what i own here, discouraging me with a blog like this.

there come a new year and go another one, i'm looking forward.

for those who have left with our memories, we'll resume it on our next meetings. memories, always with me.

come what may.

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