I dreamt a world in my childhood
I was born to make it come true
..
All this pain makes me want to cry
Now an urge to chase tomorrow springs up
I want to live on the right path
I just want to live on the right path
..
There was a breath I felt as a child
I was born to live up to it


-Tomorrow's Way by Yui-


The white walls, the soft music, the sunlight warming my cheeks. I love Saturday mornings!

Happy Friday, everyone!!

Vacation has suspended me in a bubble of sleepy comfort. Maybe it's also the winter chill slowing down my blood -- but I seem to move less quickly and daydream more. I feel like I'm in a state of hibernation, perhaps resting up for the busy semester ahead when classes and work will keep me active for most of the day. For now, I can only breathe a quiet prayer of gratitude for the present calm while looking forward to the adventures "just around the riverbend"! Boy, I can already imagine how disoriented I'll feel once I get back to Berkeley -- no more homecooked meals prepared for me, no more lazy naps in the car while my parents drive. I'll have to become accustomed to shivering at crowded bus-stops, locking up after I leave the apartment, deciding where and when to eat, etc etc etc!

Yesterday I saw the most beautiful pearly-gray sky tinted with pale silver and white gold. It was exquisite, breathtaking, like the silky smooth surface of an opal. My heart flutters upon remembering how lovely it was!

New Years

Happy New Years, everyone! I woke up to the sound of five birdies stirring, their wings rustling softly as they greeted the morning with sleepy chirps. It's 2009 already, and I'm stunned by how quickly time slips through my fingers. I've been truly blessed-- 2008 left me with a treasure trove of sweet memories sprinkled with lessons in personal growth. There are certain "feelings", scents, and images which I will always associate with 2008. One of them is entering my apartment after a long, freezing winter day and breathing a sigh of relief to be home, safe and warm. Another is the starry midnight hike from the Shattuck theater back to our apartments on College Ave after watching the James Bond movie. The various gatherings -- our experimental fondue luncheon, Secret Santa potluck, Mario Kart races -- evoke strong feelings of warmth and comfort and nostalgia. I also enjoyed the moments of quiet and solitude when the world seemed to breathe secrets through the beauty of a single falling leaf, or the melody of wind whistling down the streets. There are so many little things which I'm grateful for: gardening lessons from my father, making biscotti with my aunt, History 158C, cold sweet potatoes on a hot summer day.. And there are big things which complete my life, most importantly of which are my family and my beloved Tree.

Reminisce. =)