the inevitability of the environment becoming more complicated as we grow up seems to cast a larger shadow upon me everyday.

just like the thunder clouds before the rain. they make you wonder why couldn't every single worry be released in that incessant downpour which never seemed to arrive quickly enough.

so you reflect in that long and weary wait and force yourself into the excruciating pain of emotional tunneling.

where you unlock that dusty door in the core of your heart while questioning yourself,

what exactly would you find inside?




it's mother's day. and i haven't exactly being the best son a mother could wish for.

i wouldn't blame her for being an idiot at times. she gave birth to me. that's more than enough for me raise my tolerance for her frequent loss of temper that never failed to overload my brain with question marks.

i got her a present. it was from my heart. and i do hope that i become a good son from now on.


maybe its this kind of surprises that you find behind that door, that make you realise that all those emotional expeditions are truly worth the venture.



because the rain does come after all,
and the rainbow, always more brilliant than the previous.