beautiful people/ beautiful thoughts/ beautiful visions

it was the light at the window, the mentoring tones, the honesty of ideals and living. it was the condense milk out of a milk maid can, it was the ceramic tiles in the kitchen. it ws the shophouse. it was the carpets on the concrete floor, the cracks and writings on the wall. it was the ramen, the sandwiches, the coffee. it was the companions, it was the fearlessness, it was the delight of the new. it was the offform concrete, the skylights in the roof, tropical living, the antique earrings, the contagious laughter, the fashion talk, the fashion obsession, the mornings, the evenings, above it all, it was the honesty.

it wasn't closure until the talk. i asked for advice and he said + + you must always be happy in what you do, and you must always work at finding your own happiness, as with any relationship + + find your voice in all that you do, don't let others shadow you, don't be too nice in that aspect..it was strong at the beginning and then it somehow withered, popped up here and there and then went away again + +

so, the thoughts in my mind are, will i ever get to participate in such lovely design again? such honest and real ideas, such fun and pushing of boundaries? picking the brains of such wonderful brilliant people? they are such kindred spirits.

but i remember his words and i remember that i have a dream and i know that i will make that dream come true. in the Christian path of it all, i am only here for an inkling, what better way than to spend it being bold and strong?

it's you and me against the word honey.