Blue on green, my love
Is where air is thick as blood.
Peacefully given--

when visiting my mom’s place, I’ll at least go once to where rice field spreads from road to river



how about having a painting of this view?
graphs of my Universe
Blue on green, my love
Is where air is thick as blood.
Peacefully given--

when visiting my mom’s place, I’ll at least go once to where rice field spreads from road to river



how about having a painting of this view?
What's blue, Beloved?
Tranquility. Sky and sea
As calm as can be--

painted my nails blue to keep my spirit on and on and on
it doesn’t matter if people say I just look wise but actually unwise — I’m not wise indeed âšïļ
I only say what’s aligned between my head and heart and even my belly
âšïļ
Sweat is
Either from hard work
Or from
Nerve.
Feel its particular heat and movement on the skin
To find which.

old that i love the most — i can’t count how many times i tripped and fell with her, just catching or sometimes racing with the wind; i wanted to give it away to my nephew but never happens as i so much love this powerful Blue
my frequent commute buddy when i am not on taxi or bus
colleagues who commute by bikes will shower (again) in the office before starting working because of sweating but i won’t
i let my sweat dry by the AC ð
biking is in my blood, from elementary until senior high schools and sometimes in uni i did move around by bike — i only totally stopped riding bike when i was working in Jakarta where cars are more preferred even if the traffic is heavy

my friend was in biz trip in London and brought one home for me with much cheaper price compared to Singapore’s — new, lighter and brighter and fancier than Blue but sometimes too shiny for me to move around so she doesn’t get frequent outting; i’ll bring you out more, Red and maybe someday i will give you away to my nephew so you will be ridden more for functional fun
thank you, life for opening my eyes every now and then with or without sweating
Today I am browsing around with my Blue and feeling good!
Back on track. Let’s do it all day!
Thank you for all the active sensesâĢïļ














….many more to share in silence
Blue is
Sky.
Blue is
Sea.
Blue is
You,
When smiling at me.
Blue is
Peaceful.
Blue is
Deep.
Blue is
Bruised by
You ignoring me.
Blue is
Seen.
Blue is
Felt.
Blue is
Angel you sent to me.
â

peaceful sky that lullabies â i slept almost the whole flight

i thought of changing to 44A but decided to keep 47AâĶ

âĶ. only to find that my seat number is the number of gate we disembarked ðŠķ
i am superstitious ð
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