just a small piece of paper tore from one of the unfinished buku latihan,
kept in a Milo tin and burried under a whatever tree somewhere,
written on the paper were all biggest ambitions and dreams of mine;
what will I read from it after 10 years?
I'll never know as I never write it down.
What if I get one for the 20-year-old me now?
And I hope 10 years later, I won't have to say sorry to the 20-year-old me.
She'll proudly say:
"hey, look here. I've got you what you want!"
"有一天,我们都将被世界完美地驯养” 在那之前,我只想再为一生一次的青春期,恶狠狠地叛逆一次。
—— 推荐序/五月天阿信
看来今天晚上的枕头得叠高些,想想我要写些什么埋在泥土里。
一张A4纸够不够?hmmmm..
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