Memories

Listening to music from Radja, and looking at old photographs sure bring back some fond memories... haha.. Life goes on, doesn't it? And at anytime, it'll end. Then we'll be asking, what the hell happened?

The impact is getting lesser. I damn myself for that.

What would my funeral be like? I'd like to see it. Will I even be able to see it? Who will come? I know, none of that matters. If there's anything, it should be now. This is the time given, and what do I do with it?

I smile when browsing through the old pics, as if my mind went all sepia toned and travels back to the time where those pics were taken, and a little music video plays... Then, as it ends, I get pulled back into this reality, which really kinda suck. It's not my current situation, but what I'm doing with this opportunity.

Nothing.

I'm just gonna stop now.