.cherry blossom.

Eventhough i'm pretty much convinced that time is the one luxury i dont have as of late, but still i managed to spare a little extra time to indulge myself over the weekend. Nothing grand, just a quiet time at home, catching up with my reading and napping all day.

Finished Mitch Albom- for one more day; in a go. The book had been sitting in my travelling bag inconspicuously for the past few months, waiting to be picked up. So i did. Just like tuesday with morrie, this one has a wisdom so subtle it charmed the pants off me. When i'm done, Mitchy dude made me shed a tear.

The other day while waiting for my dear friend to arrive for a meet-up; i explored MPH and found myself holding Pablo Neruda's. "How's the poems?" he later asked.

I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees. "It's beautiful."

And so is my life right now. I see rainbows everywhere.

Birds chirping.

Flower's blossoming.