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I've been having a really bad urge to write and livejournal was down so I impulsively switched over to blogger. In the famous words of Incubus - if not now, when?




















I am so happy that I feel sad.
I feel the most alive when I'm sad.
I am a sad cliche of a chronic melancholic.
I found a perfect song for my unexplained misery, I honestly have nothing to be sad about.
Nothing really personal at least.
At the risk of getting ahead of myself, my life is pretty much perfect
and will head into infinite perfection I guess.
What better way to fall in love with a song than hearing it for the first time live.
I caught Incubus again last Saturday night in KL, it was immaculate.
So was 30 seconds to Mars, of course.
I love the idea of how music is made up of sound waves and we are made out of atoms
and how it is possibly the reason why we feel sad unknowingly when we listen to a melody in a minor key.
I love uncertainty and how everything we know has no absolute.
Yes, life has meaning. If you open your eyes.
Life is more than human validation.

For the past 4 days, I've been productively directionless with an end point.
I like not knowing how to go where I'm going and getting lost.
Because when I get lost I find something new.
Maybe that's why they call it a lost and found
Because you need to lose something to realize after a long journey of finding it,
it was there all along so that you will keep it in check.
Like maybe sanity or wanderlust.