It's was around 5:oo in the morning I was already awake. Very early but it's ok. I enjoy quiet moments with my pillow and my blanket(my best friends. Though Im awake, still Im thinking to sleep again but I couldn't,why? maybe because it's my biological clock maybe.
In my quiet moments, lot of things popped out and start to reminisce things. i though past is always past but it's not really the matter of years but it matters on how we think and retained then on our memories.
In my quiet moments, lil notebook caught my attention, it seems like it's familiar to me. I stood up and get it, then I read it, with a great shock, it was my old scrap book during my high school days.
In my quiet moments, I was about to read my old diary.. My old one, My old me ☺
While reading it, I feel so much happiness, knowing I have true friends. The old diary contains friends messages and wishes for me for my college years.
In my quiet moments, I somehow missed them and hope that someday will all meet again.
In my quiet moments, Im just quiet! Happy knowing I have friends, I have loved ones, I have family and I have all!
Happy knowing I don't step anyone's toes.
In my quiet moments, I sleep ☺☺☺
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