U can wake up in worst set of numbers for traditional chinese 444am,
finding your lower half of the PJ, the pant, without feeling guilty,
without chaging your walking pattern....if u have somebody, u walk like a theif in the night.
U can walk out the living room, turing on lights, swtiching on laptop,
sit down for awhile, choosing some after midnight leftover channels which have not
much to chooose from except many infommercials.(Maybe people are weak at around these
times, they probably buy stuff, Have u? if so, are they still in use?).
Sit down on an armchair to purposeless watch some re run stand up comedys,
u can let yourself numbed with the visuals.
CNN too.........U can watch those political intensed shows just like other shows.
And U can decide when your eyes will be tired again and go back to your own bed
sleeping all over again.....start a new cycle of sleep...........
or U may call long distance to your friends, mom at this time to talk to them,
surprise them , well maybe cos it all changes when U leave the laptops,
cos even my mind is active....i'd like to let my voice rest.......
night is very still around this time.
U and your own very space occupies all.
Lots of time people requested ' space',
Men mostly, many breakups resulted in major claimed reason 'Lack of space'
'Intrusion of one's space'
not now...cos Now U own all the space u want....100%
all the tiems in my house displayed in whereever they are, or where they rested, or left at.
Not order, no planning at all, still in harmony to the owner,
Thta's SINGLE, but happy and content on my Valentine's day at
the wosrt set of numbers combination 444am.
Happy Valentine's day to you.
That's wiht or without a lover.
j
p.s. what will I do next? right after I left my last typed word. Whatever.......
happiness of a single on Valentine's day. Plus I can always take care of my new born
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