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It was time.

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January 13, 2014

I envy the souls they possessed.
Beautiful demeanor and passionate smiles.
One cynical and humbling.
The other radiant and bold.

In memory of Ken Hoang & Lauren Li.

Forever loved and missed.

Do all things with love.


I do not write because it is a calling.

Not because it is my passion, not even because I love it. 

It’s usually not to escape reality nor to escape from pain. 

I do not write for other people.

I write to quiet the voice in my head.

I used to paint. I used to love painting.

The easiest form of painting in a technological, on the go world in this 21st century is with words. It transcends. It breaks culture barriers and reminds me of what is human. 

Counting Stars. One Republic

Lately I been, I been losing sleep
Dreaming about the things that we could be
But baby, I been, I been prayin’ hard
Said no more counting dollars
We’ll be counting stars
Yeah, we’ll be counting stars

I feel something so right
By doing the wrong thing
And I feel something so wrong
By doing the right thing


Please untie the knots

that are in my mind,

my heart and my life.

Remove the have nots,

the can nots and

the do nots

that i have in my mind.

Erase the will nots, 

may nots, and

might nots that find

a home in my heart.

Release me from the 

Could nots

would nots and

should nots that

obstruct my life.

And most of all, remove from my mind

my heart and my life

all of the am nots

that i have allowed to hold me back

especially the thoughts

that I am not good enough.

According to Greek Mythology, humans were originally created with four arms, four legs and a head with two faces. Fearing their power, Zeus split them into two separate beings, condemning them to spend their lives in search of their other halves.

Plaot’s The Symposium



Slowly over time,

everything changes…

I felt like I was no longer a young heart and I no longer believed in fairy tales. Perfect was no longer in my vocabulary.

But I woke up one day and suddenly… there was this man. Here in my arms, there was this man. You. You became so familiar to me.

There was one night I was looking at you and I found myself thinking about how I could love you for the rest of my life if I tried.

It was right then, I decided that I wanted to try.

And so i’m trying.

I decided to fall in love again.

And this second time is nothing like the first time.

This second time, this time it’s better.

This time could be my last time.