Sunday mornings.

For as long as I can remember,
when I think about love and/or marriage
I always imagine waking up next to them on a Sunday morning.

Like a lazy morning in bed.
I imagine this white bedroom (dutch white) straight out of an ethan allen catalogue.

I see myself waking up and seeing her laying here.

Hearing her breath.
Watching her sleep.
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This has probably been one of the best Summers of my life.

I've been out of school for over 3 months, 3 months plus a few weeks, which is the longest break I have ever had.

There were the weeks that I got to go swimming everyday.
I have a pretty mean freestyle and a decent breast stroke.

There were also the weeks that I played my ukulele till 3 am ( Read more... )

I'll never have your dumplings ever again.
I'll never hear your voice again.
I'll never hear you sing.

I miss watching you pinch your cheeks to make them rosy.
I miss the smell of chanel no 5 on you.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-HTzJ9laDoE

100 pushups in the morning
100 bent over rows in the morning

Bike in the evening
Swim

100 push ups at night
100 bent over rows at night

Maybe when my body gets back into shape, my mind will follow.

just trying to find my way...

I struggle to sleep
because I am haunted.

I am haunted by old feelings,
old faces, old memories.

I'm cursed with the ability to remember
fine detail.

And late a night,
it's the details that do it...

"Kiss meeeeeeeeeee!", she whined as she kicked her feet and rolled around on her bed ( Read more... )

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I would like to go to Korea
but I am so scared of being lonely.