The days are long but the years are short, life is like a constant flowing river, always moving, always changing, like it or not it always flows downhill on its journey towards the seas, and all due to gravity. and the largest river can be thousand miles long. just like the river, life sometimes gets dry and empty. there are flashes of happiness and sometimes it is just pain and sorrow. but it's true, nothing lasts forever, things will pass and just keep moving, flowing, and changing. happiness fleeting, pain temporary, but love stays I guess or maybe no? or is it just like any other things in life? temporary? it's like we cant do something about it or maybe there's only a little we can do? so many questions about life that we don't even know yet how we're gonna answer all that tangled mystery of the universe.
Cassiopeia, on the northern sky, is my forever number one favorite constellation if you even ask hehe or I would randomly tell you about it if I feel like Im close to you or I feel like Im being comfortable with you, if you ever know about this Cassiopeia thing from me then you would know what that means hehe. there's something so special about the Northern Sky, Cassiopeia; Northern Lights, Aurora Borealis; North Pole, polar bear; and the North itself, Compass and Map. it actually has four points but why is it north (N) as the symbol?
Rainfall and the snowmelt on the mountains, upon constellation up above the sky, there lies stories, not only about the stars and planets, but also galaxies and the moons. but if I look up at night all I see is stars. the same goes when Im with you, I dont care about anything else, but you. wish time would go slower when everything feels better, "can I make another wish, tho?" just like how I wish I could fly to the moon and see how the earth from up above. seeing how small everything is and maybe from up above the shining surface of that far far away galaxy would look prettier.
a moment to slow down and appreciate the good things in life, the whispering of leaves moved by the wind, the color of stars you see when you rub your eyes, the fear of imperfection, the fear of not being good enough, when you cant think of the word for something, being with the person whose presence can make you feel safe and secure, the moon that dances from afar, the dreams that somehow will finally come true, some random but pure wishes we made under the sun, that heavy rain in the midst of the summer, and everything in between.
