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For all she knows, the night is no longer a friend. The night that used to be her companion and best friend has now turned to be her enemy. When back at home she used to cuddle with the night, make love to her depth to find the most insipiring thoughts but now it has turned its back.So much noise at night, too many people, it’s gone crowded.Her day has turned into night and her night has turned into day for everyone. It’s no longer exclusive, it’s no longer hers.

What is it with mornings anyway? It’s just a new beginning, a new chapter when the sky turns grey and soon blue. When you can hear the birds chirping from afar and a different feel of breeze. But night time, oh man — it’s just one shade of color. It’s dark but somehow you can see clearer than day time. It’s an end of a chapter, a closing, a finito. You can see the stars and sometimes, the moon. No birds chirping but you can hear the crickets and sometimes you just dun hear anything. It’s just silence. But in silence you can hear more. And there’s hope.

Dear PJS,

I’m in love, at last…Sometimes life just takes us to directions that lead to one another,Paths that we dont even know where they would take us,And yet, it brought me to you…Over the past 2 months we’ve been together, 23 nights we slept on the same bed,We made love, we had arguments, we wrestled, we laughed, and we cried, together.

Days that I spent with you here in Taipei, is just one of the most unforgettablemoments in my life. Moments that made me realize that love still exists, moments thatmade me realize, I am still capable to love, and be loved.And I just can’t believe that I’m gonna sleep alone tonight, and tomorrow, and prollyuntil my last day in Taipei. This bed is cold when you’re not here, the house is empty when you’re not around,and I am lonely without you. I’ve always been lonely.

It is the simple things in life that make me fly. I find my zeal of breathing — living in my little pleasures. When I’m drowned in music, dance and songs I’m lost. I am not of this world. I am in a bottomless pit where I just float in space, curled up in sheets of cloud.

For a brief moment I am alive. For a split second I am who I wanted to be. Call it fantasy, call it daydreaming but there was no teeny tiny part of me that want it to end. If I could choose, I want to live like this for the rest of my remaining days.

I am dancing, I am jumping, I am sweating, I am singing, I am dreaming, I am in another land and time.

If you say love is blind
Maybe you are wrong
Blame not love
For it is us who made love blind

If you say love is captivity
I say love is freedom
Freedom of being loved
To remain who we are and to discover our inner most

If you think love is a sacrifice
O how you suffered when loving?
No…..
Love is happiness
It gives you a meaning of life
In good or bad, ups or downs

If you love, to be loved in return
I will ask you,
what different are you from a merchant
who only gives when given?
To be loved is a mere cause of loving
It is not a goal
When you truly love
You create a genuine love

Now that is a question I’m still not able to answer. Fair enough I have earned about $26 since I joined Soulcast which was 3 weeks ago. Then I came across this Senserely Yours. It sounds like a fair deal. Of course I have to keep writing and be proactive but I guess that comes with the territory.

It’s actually thrilling when I first checked my adsense account and found out I HAVE earned something just by sitting in front of the computer, writing which is something I truly love doing, and even by sleeping at night. It wasn’t much but it’s still something, don’t you think?

So let’s just see where this is taking me. This is my first entry and the first day that they activated my account.