almost over.

i don't want May to be over. yet. i look at my archive and see how lazy i am to write. or maybe i didn't really have the luxury of time. a lot of significant events conspired, many absolutely meaningful thoughts crossed my mind. they still keep on coming and running, too fast i can't even begin to hold them in and write them out.

sometimes i wish i not only have one day-off in a week, that i don't lay around longer than my body needs, that i don't have too many errands to attend to, that break-time at work isn't just limited to one hour, that i don't spend so much time in twitter and instagram. just so that i can sit down a little longer, so that i can think a little deeper and reflect a little harder. 

but then again it is that one day-off that makes me value my rest day more and handle it with utmost significance. it's the extra hours in bed that i give my body a little treat. it's that one hour breaktime that makes me realize that even the shortest of time is too precious but i sometimes decide to either waste it or make the most use of it. it's the time i spend in twitter and instagram that i find inspiring words and moving pictures.

so maybe i really don't have to regret that i didn't write often enough. i shouldn't regret about the unwritten thoughts and lessons and realizations. because even if i fail to write them, i sure had a good grasp of them. they may not be in this used-to-be blank page in cyberspace, but they're drilled into my head and slotted securely inside my heart.

May is bound to end. just like summer. and we all have no choice but be okay with that.