The line between wrong and right

This is a part of a song I find so deep in meaning. It tells a story of what lies between wrong and right - which indeed, is a only the width of a thread from a spider's web. It is that thin, and that hard to differentiate but carries such different consequences and is so opposite in meanings. It's kinda like the line between hate and love, good and bad. Let's just say they..co-exist.


If a black man is racist, is it okay?
If it's the white man's racism that made him that way,
Because the bully is the victim they say,
By some sense they're all the same.

Because the line between wrong and right,
Is the width of a thread from a spider's web.
The piano keys are black and white,
But they sound like a million colours in your mind.

I could tell you to go to war,
Or I could march for peace and fighting no more,
How do I know which is right,
And I hope he does when he sends you to fight.

Because the line between wrong and right,
Is the width of a thread from a spider's web,
The piano keys are black and white,
But they sound like a million colours in your mind.

Two sides of a story

If there is anything my boyfriend should not know, it is the fact that I think relationship limits my life. It is weird how a part of me always wants a stable life while the other side of me cannot wait to break free so that I can let my hair down, go wild and get that adrenaline pumping again. I remember I told him before the relationship started that relationship is like a full time job with extra on-call hours, it's daunting. Now I think my point is validated.

I realized how much I've been missing since my boyfriend left Perth for a business trip. All of a sudden, I feel like I've regained my freedom and my life. I like how I do not need to work my time around his, I like how I do not need to anticipate him coming over...and since when is anticipating him coming over or seeing him has became a burden or a routine that I did not even realize? Then I thought, maybe all these while the anticipation was not due to the fact that I missed him or I wanted to see him, it was most probably a responsible and obligation to a relationship.

And no, it's not because this relationship is a problem. This is not an issue between the two of us, but within myself. You can say that I am bored..with my life. I feel the need to go outside that square and break the routine. I need a life back. I need to get the adrenaline pumping again. I need new things to look forward to.

Having said that, it's also not true that I am not missing him. At the end of the day, I know I still adore this man, and while relationship can be more work than it is fun, there is no one in the world who makes me want to work harder. So yeah...I guess irregardless of the workload, there is no full time job out there that will be more enjoyable than this one, ever.

When the sun is below the horizon

Sometimes, I find the night so peaceful and calm. It's the only time of the day when I can feel like I am in total control and that nothing can get to me. I feel like I am on highest ground from the balcony of my apartment, looking out on distant moving traffic. Although, tonight I had a random thought - how might daytime look like in the night? I wonder.