Dreaming

I stared at the empty chair beside me. Without even taking my eyes away from it, my mind slipped into that long illusion that you would be there– sitting, like the way you did before. I look into your eyes, and they smile at me. As if telling me to relax. And the old spark was there. the one that I have been looking for along time.

But then, the teacher called me, snapping me back to reality. Answering dumbly his question that I didn’t even bother to understand.

I sat there. Felt your presence, but then, this was all a never-ending illusion.

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Trying my luck

wild wild world

wild wild world

Luck….

A word that embodies a lot of mystery. Something that is good or bad, depending on the prefix that you might want to add on it. But mainly I guess, this is something that everybody had in them. Luck.

I guess, looking at the Sweepstakes Millions, I was numbed by the 7-digit number. What would you do, if one day you woke up and found yourself a millionaire? Me? I’ll spank myself to check if I’m only dreaming. Come on, I still dream of that.

But luck doesn’t go always with money. Maybe a game. Maybe on an exam. Maybe on many things that you don’t know what would happen next. Something that you call everything in this wild wild world.

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