City of Blinding Lights

Las Vegas, Nevada

Girls just wanna have fun!

SOooo.. After the brain bending brilliance and intense intensity of my last post, I knew I had to post something to redeem myself immediately. Of course, I never do anything immediately. It's a matter of principle.

On those same (sane? No, same.) lines, while I was supposed to be diligently working for a lab meeting, this is what I ended up doing.

Aaahh, it's so pink I love it!

Bright, weird colours after like a hundred years. I feel 19 again. :) and I miss my girlfriends! You are my pink nails! :D

"May you find your river" - Ajeet dada

Who says silence is golden? It’s silver. It’s pretty, sparkling, molten silver, which ripples so soft when a voice falls on it. It’s a shimmery silver shawl, smooth as silk and yet warm like milk that’s been heated just enough. It covers my cold shoulders, and envelops me in its afterglow. It’s inside this shawl that I know what I truly want, and what I truly am.. I wish my mind would stop talking long enough for me to find out. :)

ps. The title of this post is a note written on a birthday present- "Siddhartha" by Herman Hesse, a book I am still struggling to understand.

Flutter flutter little bird
How I wonder what you heard.
Whisper it out, shout aloud
It won't really reach the crowd.
thinking pondering
keep on wondering
You'll be far gone
When I stop sulking.

Why it’s about time for the Spring to start (and the cold to stop) :

1. My feet are tired of wearing socks all the time.

2. I’m starting to get dreams where my brother is a bunch of spring onions that’s wilting because of the cold.