Tonight I say goodbye to a fond memory of times past. After a lot of thinking, I finally closed a chapter in my life that needed closing. I said sorry to someone I used to love, and I feel more nostalgic now than I have in quite sometime.

Isn't it weird to say goodbye to someone who's body you knew, who you knew what would make them smile, laugh, cry?

Then later, you wonder, what was I thinking? Ignoring the times you spent, and the way it used to make you feel. Then you meet someone else, and in rapture, you forget what you left behind, and they in-turn, forget you.

So now, another chapter of my life closes, while the one that is open strengthens. It's funny how it works that way.

Maybe that's what life is about, loving and then learning, then learning and then loving.

Tang

I am feeling like a shadow of myself, and I wonder where I am going, while walking down the one-way road in the wrong direction, and feeling lost despite the urge to go home.

Has any girl ever imagined being stalked by another girl? I didn't, not until I met Maz. Maz is a sweet girl, but wierd, and eerie. That's putting it nicely!