The Nicest Morning

It was just 2.23 am when I woke up suddenly. No reason… Just a sudden woke up. I was checking the time on my HP and replying one nice message I received :)


I tried to go back to sleep. It was a hard effort, really… I just don’t feel sleepy at all. I guess it was because of two cups of coffee I had at the day time. I start to get so nervous. Nervous because I know I’m so bad with getting less sleep time. I know I’ll turn into zombie for the rest of the day with 2 round black circle under my eyes. Getting all dizzy. And my brain will simply stop working. The more nervous I get, the harder for me to go back to sleep.

So I decided to made myself a nice hot chocolate and tried to read some last pages of ‘Catching in the rye’. It was maybe after around 10 nice pages that I decided to make my final attempt to go back to sleep.

Well.. I failed.. Haha and suddenly heard the birds chirping. It was around 5.30am. So I opened my window and felt the nicest city atmosphere here.
Well.. the city is always nice, especially at night with all the beautiful lights on. But it was something else, it’s not only about the view, it’s about the whole combination of everything that morning.

Buildings with its Blue-white sky colors background. The sun was still peeking and adding a slight orange color to the sky. The lights around the city and along the Love River are still on. The streets are empty; I can see the whole roads clearly, without cars and scooters covering them. And here comes the best parts that complete it all. The early morning breeze combined with the beautiful birds chirping orchestra filled the air. God... it was beautiful and peaceful...



That was Love...

I decided to have an early breakfast as I saw that the nearby breakfast store has opened. It was the nicest walk I had to the breakfast store.
I treat myself warm milk and fish dan-ping. That’s quite a heavy one. I might turn into zombie soon, but at least a healthy and happy one :)

Now I have all the reason to wake up early everyday,, To feel the Love all over again :)

Love,
Kiki

Beauty of being innocence

I went to hospital last night with my mom. And when we were waiting for the doctor, I can’t help but give my attention to this young boy in front of me.

I guess he was waiting also, with his parents. During all the waiting, he, maybe just like any other kid, was pretty much busy with his own world.

First act was, maybe I guess he thinks that he’s a spy or maybe army. He found a small book that he could fold and use it as a telescope or spyglass, I don’t know, and starts talking by himself. He talks with a very slow volume but pretty much enthusiastic. It seems that he’s making conversation with his partner (who’s off course nowhere to be seen)

Then he starts running here and there, showing kungfu style. It was a really funny and valuable view. And there he was, in front of everybody, but didn’t at all care that people will think it’s something uncomon and weird, and that people will laught at him. He just there, having fun, busy with his own exciting world.

He doesn’t care about what’s the common rules, the common ethics, the common values. Maybe because they just don’t suit his great imagination.

What I have in mind was,, how beautiful it is to be just as innocence as children. Then my mom said, that she once heard this saying that if adults could be just as innocence as children then the world will be a peace place to live.

And maybe it’s right. Because maybe when we try to be innocence, to be pure, to stay fresh, and try to think the world in our perspective. Without having all “common” framework of thinking that has been set for years and years. Then we would have the courage to do something out of the ordinary and eventualy make a great big change to the world. And that’s the beauty of staying innocence :)