musings and whatnots

this is where i decide.

between the after-exam-aftermaths, general assembly preparations, conversations and lists in a dinner late in the evening. i try to make sense of it all--the importance of dreams, of responsibility and practicality that streches out into the real world, the constant need for time and rest. and i wonder if it would be too soon, or too late to discern such in a small period of time. i weigh what would hold most of my regret, and i ask myself: what would i miss?

this is where i need to hear it the most: the frail but unmistakable whisper inside my head amidst the loud echoing voices of the people around me. this is what i need to do alone, before saying anything else--before doing anything else.

think.