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Really, what the hell was I expecting?

So I waited for Daniel Powter to come out at the back door after his show.
(See: Daniel Powter's Concert in Shibuya JAPAN)
I asked for his autograph.
Talked a bit.

And??

Was I expecting to become his friend?
Was I expecting to go home with him?

What?
What did I want?

Just got a email from one of my girlfriends and she told me that she was there too!
She was there, watched the same show, got his autograph as well.
(pretty amazing... didn't realize she was there at all...)

Oh, yeah...
I feel so special...



I don't know.

Was I trying to start a new life?
Was I hoping to? Was I dreaming of it?
WHAT???

Maybe wanted a little excitement.
Something different than what I do everyday.

I sound like so unsatisfied person, don't I?

I wouldn't say I'm 100% satisfied with my life.
If I am, I can never make my dreams come true.
I have some "should have"s, "could have"s, "would have"s...
But, I know that my life is 9 out of 10 and that is very lucky.

I am very lucky and I appreciate it a lot.

I don't want to be a person who realizes that after I lose them.
But it is so easy to want more and more when your life is good,
and to forget that you are so blessed with what you have already.
... and just notice the stuff you don't like about your life.

Today, still full of Daniel Powter and all the "could have, would have, should have"s,
I saw this angel...sleeping...peacefully..

My life.
See what I have.

Nothing.
Just a little bit of an excitement.
That's all.


August 12, 2006 09:04am






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