Swing by me.

You know these days where moments passed and time swift away without you realizing it, could actually benefit you in some way. I began to appreciate moments fleeting between time passing more so now I realized it doesn't last longer. There are something I keen to lean on the moments I'm having, its the feeling where I couldn't experienced them again. I keep having these hunches where it feels like I'm going somewhere soon and far. Before that happen I need to see everyone close to me. It's just mere hunches. Nothing more than a nudge in the gut. But who knows. A lot of unpredictable things happened just in a snap of a finger.

I've been having restless night these days

Anyway, I spent my day talking with someone I love dearly. I literally spent the whole day talking with her without feeling tired (yeah, I'm a bit too much talkative *giggles*) One of the conversation we have was about arguments. I'm not sure if this is a pure act of maturity, a sign of my mental and physical aging but I was opposed of attending every arguments you were invited to. Even if it is cutting you deeply inside. I mean, what's more stupid in engaging a fight which birthed nothing ?  Looking back, I was never one who back out from a fight. Its embarrassing what I could so little damage on anyone due to my petite physical. But I top it off with verbal fight. I could confidently say I used to win 9/10 verbal fight with anyone. I don't know if insulting someone is consider a pure talent, its natural of me of seeing people's weak point and taunt them about it until they leave me alone. I was quite proud of it though.

But now, I grew out of it.

I could never begin to portray how sorry I am to anyone I hurt with my words. Any damage I cause inside, the sight where we can't see, I done alot of them. I want to say I'm sorry. I feel like hugging anyone who I ever purposely offended with my words and continuously tell them how sorry I am. I might not remember all of them but there are few people on my 'I'm sorry' list. Should anyone who read this know me and has been hurt by me words, I am so deeply sorry. I'm sorry for the childish fight I attend and while it began with a spark, I threw oil and dance around the fire. I am truly sorry.

Again, I am not quite sure whether this is an act of pure maturity or what so ever, but whatever this is, I'm grateful for finally realizing sometimes you just gotta walk away from an inevitable fight.