yesterday night, when i laid my head on the pillow and looked out of the window, i saw a star shining bright. when i put on my specs and looked closer, the sky was the clearest i had ever seen, and all i ever wanted to do was to sit there and just watch. everything felt so peaceful then, no quarrels, no tears, just silence, comforting.
somehow, i just felt like praying to god, to thank him for the sky, to thank him for everything that has happened to me, good and bad, for they made me the person i am today. to thank him for everything that has happened in the world, regardless whether it was a war or a happy gathering. so i prayed, and now it occurs to me that while i prayed to god, i don't know who god is.
-shrugs- hweifen's weird, what can i say. watched ROTK today, somehow, the emotional parts didn't touch me at all. I never felt moved by the tears shed, whether it was the parting or the deaths. somehow, i just looked at them and laughed, in a quiet sort of way. while other people were holding their breath when frodo and sam were climbing, i was musing about the evolution of stairs. when people were taken aback by the kingdoms' beauty, i was thinking how fit the people must be to have walked that many storeys without lifts. weird ain't it?
read ¤ write