Sometimes...

I wish you are a pet.

So that anytime anywhere, I can take you out of your cage to play with.
I can cuddle you up in my arms easily and stroke your fur while watching TV.

Then you don't have to go to school or go to work. All you do is to wait for me at home everyday for my love and care. Fed by me when you are hungry and go for a jog with me in the park and play.

You will have no other worries or budens except to miss me until I am back with you at home again.


Sometimes...


You look like a puppy, with your innocent pair of small eyes, looking at me longingly. Always so obedient and attentive, you make the perfect pet for me.

You look like a snail, with your sluggish way of getting up from your dreams. Always so lazy and slow, like you never will have enough of sleep.

You look like a sheep, with your docile and harmless personality. Always so much warmth you can give, I never will be caught freezing.

You look like a bear, with your huggable body size and inflated tummy. Always so ready to embrace me whenever I need.

You look like a monkey, with your masculine jaw and super tan skin. Always so mischievous and energetic, there's like always something up in your sleeve.




Never did I know that I am such an "animal lover" until the day you appear... :)

So what are you ?

A friend told me that she is a cheerful realist. Meaning that she looks at the bright side of life but still being realistic about the outcomes of certain things. She asks me what I am. I never thought abt it so wasn't able to answer straight away.

Now that I thought of it, I guess for now I would name myself as a hopeful pessimist. Generally, I would expect the bad outcomes, probably not the worst but just the not so favourable outcomes. Yet I bear a hopeful mindset in having the tables turn around eventually. You may then expect that I would be extremely jubilant when good outcomes turn out to be the case since I already expect it to be worse. Yet, it is often still not the case. More often, I feel lucky and blissed than to feel really happy cos I would expect such happy outcomes to be rare and thus should not be overly happy abt it. In another words, I think I am trying to keep a humble and grateful attitude towards every good thing that comes to me so that I will not experience abrupt sadness/disappointment when the next outcome is a bad one. Sort of a buffering mechanism perhaps. But will that make me less than happier instead?

I hope to be an optimistic dreamer. To be able to dream wildlessly and believing that they will one day eventually come true surely makes one's living a passionately vibrant one. (For that, I don't mean wet dreams, just incase you thought.... ) Don't care abt whether those dreams are unrealistic or not as that don't really matter. It's the motivation to dream that keeps one going and striving...