this is a dedication to all things beautiful.
in line with the theme of my blog and msn so to speak.
inamorato, my. i know many who have been asking me the meaning of the word, and so here let me clarify. It is a french word for a lover or someone you have an intimate relationship with.
as with all my nicks, i chanced upon the term while using Dictionary online! muahaha. how romantic or creative for that matter. But hey! it serves its purpose very well..
back to the gist of the blog...
the smile lighting up your face as an idea hits.
the sunny sunshine of an evening sun
your warm embrace
the cool breeze brushing against my face
the brillant hue of the moonlit sky
the soft assurance that you'll always be here
swirls of heartrending music
sweet sweet rain
you and me and then there's just us.
romance. that is just beautiful.
digressing. i realised the world has a gazillion beautiful people. girls. women. nu ren. where are all the guys? turning to one another? there is no malicious intent, just stating an obvious fact.
besides, with such competition, it becomes apparent that the difficulty level of finding a suitable companion might just be uped a couple of notches. darn. looks like preparation to lead a comfortable life etched in singlehood has to begin at some point or another.
but i believe in dreams and fantasies and romance and being a princess. doesn't everyone else? disney had us all duped. blahdipa.
recently, i got a message on friendster reminding me of all the things i had stood for. and yet within a short span of time, i had nearly forgotten what they were. i'm glad for that message because it brought me back glimpses of the past and enabled me to see how much change has happened.incoherent thoughts nontheless. i don't expect you to understand.
back to point.
how do you think i have evolved through the years? any remarkable change? or maybe something small and yet significant.
i feel like i'm drifting so much sometimes. like that flower thingy that looks like a cotton bud. floating, adrift...soaring the skies in search for a home.
tInkerdOll
Thursday, January 13, 2005
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