My playground

Stretching ... fingers cracking ... eyes squinting ... waking up from a loooooong deep sleep.

I've been poked & awaken ... Well, not directly & literally ... but still ....

Thank you to these two friends ... you got me key in the ignition and my engine's warming up.

I haven't blogged for such a long time and reading my past entries is like ... 'Who are you?'

I feel sad that I have lost touch with a lot of things but excited at the same time ... It's time to live again. Not that I haven't been living but more so now ... for me.

Borrowing Madonna's song title ... this was my playground.

I want to come back.