walking by Haas, I was thinking, so what is the secret to happiness? somebody said it right, it's the ability to let go. if you can let go of the thing you cherish the most, then even God can do nothing to you. you think your happiness is derived from certain things or other people, then you are a fool, cuz they are all illusions.

Walking by the maxwell field, I wonder what it will feel like to be able to play soccer without your shirts on, yelling, cursing, running and sweating under the fading sun and gentle breeze, in a fine summer afternoon. must be awesome.

Climbing the stairs up to foothill, a cute couple opened the gate for me. they seem happy, I can tell from their face, tho they were not talking. then I said to God, no wonder you didn't answer my prayer, Lord, cuz I didn't even know what I want myself. now I finally know. I want, a 100% cotton, white, plain, and simple love, tho it will be bland, but I know I will be happy.