what is real life?
according to forrest gump, life is like a box of chocolate..we'll never know what we'll get.
last nite i went to nuri's, for our merdeka bbq. one year has passed. some remain the same, and some may not..after all, we all still have our life..and be grateful for that.
is it wrong to hope for something that is beyond our reach? i'm not hoping for a falling star or the moon...it's just to high. and i'm short. i admit that. even with heels..i'm still not that tall.
i'm hoping for one thing..one simple thing. waiting for it. with all the patience i have. it's not impossible, it's simple..not that simple actually, but not really complicated..but it need patience, a lot of patience and faith...
i feel down sometimes. feels like i'm waiting for something that will never happen. feels like i'm actually hoping that the moon will falls on me. but the truth is, i'm only hoping for...for a good life, for comfort, and for care...
and also, i'm hoping for one simple shoe..for now, i'll cherish my selipar jepun.
in my pink pyjama, a real life for me is how we live our life. the decisions we made, the mistakes we learn, the smile we have, our hope and faith, and how we want to be remembered.
and it is not wrong to hope for something that is beyond our reach..perhaps, there's miracle..and if we don't get it..we are just human, we can't control everything..
in my pink pyjama, i will keep my patience, watch one tree hill tonite, and hoping for that one thing to happen...even in dreams..
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