Sunday Hideout

All things secretly beautiful for a nice Sunday hideout.

"Everyone has excellent ideas

floating everywhere.

The key is to,

find a solution, solve a problem.”

Come Monday I will be doing

something I think I may like it

and continue doing it.

Keep my fingers crossed.

At times like this, I really love my job.

Coming in to nice and clean room,

with beds done up.

All I need to do, is to

let loose.

The day seems ultra long when you woke up at 6 a.m.

I have all these little ideas in my head,

just need a little push and

some motivations to keep these devils afloat.

More often than not

I loathe certain people and certain behaviors

and I look myself into the mirror,

I saw the reflections of them.

Disgusted, and loathed (me) even more.

I need to find peace with myself.

All the dramas in my head

need to go.

So his text came again, first.

Everyday, I’m asking for something more.

then,

I realized, I don’t even know

what’s the definition of more?

"Abilities wither under faultfinding

blossom under encouragement.”

M

I want to be nice to her.

But angry words

always come out before me,

before I can control

this short temper of mine.

What am I gonna do

to make her feel better.

You/r song followed me to Hong Kong.