Why (1)

Why do you want to sit with me every time you see me on the coach?
Why do you share your toast and food with me?
Why do you burn me CDs of your favourite music?
Why do you call me but talk about work?
Why do you listen to music with me?
Why do you want to come and see my flat?
Why do you lend me your iPod home?
Why do you rather go swimming than having congee with me?
Sometimes I don't want to ask why.. I know there is no answer to many things in life.
But why?

Moving (2)

I've moved, after two plus years of staying in the same place and neighourhood.

And I thought I would be happy in the new flat.

But happiness is not as simple as people say it is.

I am happy in my new home.

But I can't sleep well.

I enjoy the little walk through the village every day.

But I can't be relaxed when I come home.

I like my kitchen space.

But I have no urge to cook or eat.

I like my new closets.

But I don't bother to put my clothes in them.

I feel free in my own space again.

But I miss having another person in the same space.

I've grown tired of the old place.
I'm growing tired of the endless texts from my landlady.

I've moved and I thought I'd be happy.

But when will I move to another city?