I begin to imagine
March 19th, 2009
And I begin to imagine how it would feel
How it would work, how it would fit
If it was another person
Someone like the man in the phone just now, perhaps
With crisp laughter and patient voice
Or like the lady in the first floor
With loud friendly voice and laughter that comes from her heart
I begin to imagine and swim inside my head
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I begin to imagine too after reading this entry. Keep thinking what is IT…
Ronald, does IT refer to Information Technology? Or do I get it completely wrong? :p
Sometimes people mislead you. They seem ok, but deep down they’re hiding something. Everyone has a burden or a secret..
But I agree with you, from time to time I would look at my friends who seem to be so cool and so happy, and wonder how it feels to be them.
Sometimes, I imagine how it feels to be you fanni! =)
It was a storybook that i used to read when i was a kid..
In several pages, I had to choose, would I just went on the next page or tried my luck and jumped into several pages…
I did both thins only to find that each path brought its happines and of course something that o didn’t expect, its trial, too..
I was disappointed at that time, i thought, if i had the chance to re-choose, I would have found my happy ending..but it just won’t work that way ^^
I was referring to the “it” you mentioned so many times not Information Technology… Gosh… I’m not that geeky okay.
Ronald, I’m sorry, okay…
I was sure no one would catch the it in the poem, but now it seems like you’re the ONLY one who catches the it.
Well, as for the “it” … It can be someone you work with, or your family member, or your best friend. You pick. And imagine how it would be different if a person around you is another person.
we should watch being john malkovich again
oooh I see…
Luckily your friend mentioned the ‘it’, otherwise I won’t look at the poem the way it should be.