emo as we can be...
life sucks as it can be...

but...

God is still good.

His goodness is not based on how well our lives are getting on.
Neither is His greatness.

when i see sarah online,
or a few other friends from Doulos,
i miss.

when i see jacques' picture,
korea's craze,
i miss.

when i see that bottle of sand jas got us from Redang,
the tan that shrouds me,
i miss.

i feel that i'm living 2 lives.
one in this reality.
the other, in my memories.
can someone tell me the difference?
i can no longer differentiate.