
I tug on to the balloon, with its strings held in my hand. Should I let go or not?
Have you ever, ever have that "feel"?
I will never be able to describe that "feel" ever. Its the kind of mixed feelings you have abt your life, like "ROJAK".
I mean what's the most important in life? Have you ever think abt it? Would you rather live a long, miserable life or a short, fulfilling one?
It's like you have everything, BUT the actual thing is, you have NOTHING AT ALL.