Fields of gold

I got Stung.

Mari menulis blog post.

I lack writing since dah dewasa ni.

Because writing personal mess is tak perlu. But in a way, people want to know. 

Adakah dia sedang okay? 

Adakah dia sedang bahagia?

Adakah dia sedang gila?

Adakah dia sedang bengang?

Seperti biasa, I let myself write and you can assume you understand what am I going through. 

I am a walking drama. Everything in my life is important pieces. 

Even the way I stir my coffee or cicak dapur tadi yang geli. Mereka watak penting dalam hidup ini. 

Entahla. Just maybe,
I lack writing be-cau-se...

...I have learned the art of keeping it all to myself. 

*When you tell them nothing, people will start to wonder and they will start to miss you.