One is life one is not.

Taking pictures or videos with your phone with intention to post it online, is not living. 

Doing it to capture the moments, is.

Posting the captured moments online is keeping the memories.

Don't do it for the internet. Do it for, well...it.

Same but different.

Meeting Fadzli Rizman

He is a friend. 2004, since.

I met him this afternoon to pick up my stuff.

And we were talking........or more like sharing what we wish to have and done.

It's that random, really.

He makes me think again about my dreams.

The ones that I had forgotten (or ignored, maybe).

He makes me think again that I shouldn't feel enough of what I already have.

I ride my small scrambler, and thinking how big his dream is.

I'm thinking about mine.

Immediately, I feel defeated.

Despite of the good things I think I have now,

I actually lack of many things.

Passion? Maybe.

It makes me rethink.

I want to chase (back again) my dream.

But there's a lot to be fixed, and calculate at the first place.

Prediction, Weight, and Thrust. 

We'll see where it's going.

Am hoping for a good ending.

Finger-crossed. 

Amin.

-gombak, 26/3/2016 (draft)