One Of My Pricest Possessions

One of my pricest possessions is a cross between the tangible and the intangible. It's something that you see but you can't hold. It's one of my time capsules. A something that holds very special memories. A chronicle of a very wonderful chapter in my life. A chapter that is still in the making and hopefully a chapter that will never end.

It's choochootrain332!

It never fails to keep me company when I'm lonely...like today. I have just to open and read it and it feels that the hug the I so want and the kiss that I so miss is within reach. Am I lonely today? Well, I guess I am. And it's not helping that it has been raining. It's at times like these when I just want to be home. Wouldn't it be nice hearing the rain from the inside of your warm and cozy home just snuggled in bed or on the couch? Reading a good book, perhaps, or watching a nice flick on tv? Sigh... What a wonderful thought. What I would give to be able to do just that now.

Why am I so lazy? I wish that I write more often. It always helps me feel good - being able to put down thoughts. I wish I am a diarist. I try to be one but I'm not that good at following through.

I'm looking out from my office window and I see that it's still pouring outside. I can't wait to go home.