Consider these the love letters I never sent you. and you. and you. whomever.: February 2008

Saturday, February 23, 2008

happyness

There's something about being 23 that acts better than Prozac or Vicodin in my system. I think this is the longest I've ever been this serene or, for lack of a better term, sane. Fascinating.

Bliss is like coffee. No one will serve it to you for free... But you can always make it yourself, at the cheapest cost. ^_^

I still miss a lot of people, though. I miss my life up north every other time and I do long to come visit. Haaay...

She paints her face to hide her face. Her eyes are deep water. It is not for Geisha to want. It is not for Geisha to feel. Geisha is an artist of the floating world. She dances, she sings. She entertains you, whatever you want. The rest is shadows, the rest is secret. --- Sayuri Nitta, Memoirs of a Geisha