Picnic Sunday;
A distant change from the mundane weekends that passes by..

The sunday played itself in a way of watching schools of fishies jumping in and out of the waters exuberantly and people playing fetch with their dogs in euphoric moods... damn. I need to lighten up.

Changes, it revolve and orbit round our lives daily. Is it alright to let it pass by so naturally or do we capicitate it to something wonderful and extraordinary? Embracing it unknowningly yet in foolish selfs with smiles so wide... Why am I so cynical. Why do I not believe that changes occurs to make one self stronger... or at least better. Why.. Do I not know how to do it?.. Often, I wish I was not someone that wonders so deeply in to it.

Hopefully time passes so quickly -the mood/phrase i am in- moves along with it.

xx