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The end of 4 weeks. I don’t know if I learnt a little bit more about myself. I hope I did. Even with such clarity, it doesn’t mean that the days ahead will be easier.
We try to do good things. Sometimes, we get distracted by other people, we get blinded by desires. I’m not entirely sure it is possible to keep charging forward, for it is not easy when you have so many failings.
Maybe I haven’t been failing enough. Or I have become desensitized to failure.
This album has been released since 2006. It’s only been this past year that I am really beginning to unearth gems from it (yes, I haven’t bought the album, relying on MTVs).
Transiting from home to home over the last 4 years has made life a bit strange. You lose a bit of yourself and gain a bit back in a different way. What you believe and hold dear changes with the constant transformation in environment: sitting in the MRT, then in the Tube speeding towards King’s Cross; grabbing a smoothie from Jamba Juice, then buying honeydew + pineapple juice from the canteen uncle.
It was a time when you just lived. You went through the cycle of emotions: excitement, fear, loneliness, surprises. You thought about life constantly, musing about what could have been.
It’s been a year since the whole globe-trotting deal has ceased. Firmly set here, the transitory nature of those feelings have slowly ebbed, replaced by another set of feelings. I muse less about what could have been. Maybe it’s resignation, that there is no such thing as what could have been. There is only what has and what has not.
This is a beautiful clip. For all the dark times, there are always bright sparks, little pieces of magic that light up your day.
I Will Follow You Into the Dark
Death Cab for Cutie
Love of mine some day you will die
But I’ll be close behind
I’ll follow you into the dark
No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white
Just our hands clasped so tight
Waiting for the hint of a spark
If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the Nos on their vacancy signs
If there’s no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I’ll follow you into the dark
In Catholic school as vicious as Roman rule
I got my knuckles bruised by a lady in black
And I held my tongue as she told me
“Son fear is the heart of love”
So I never went back
If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the Nos on their vacancy signs
If there’s no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I’ll follow you into the dark
You and me have seen everything to see
From Bangkok to Calgary
And the soles of your shoes are all worn down
The time for sleep is now
It’s nothing to cry about
Cause we’ll hold each other soon
The blackest of rooms
If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the Nos on their vacancy signs
If there’s no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I’ll follow you into the dark
Then I’ll follow you into the dark