It’s a cold night, as usual. I should be in bed by now and yet here I am, in my chair before the PC. I’ve accustomed myself to sleeping late since I finished high school. Not good. My Winamp has been playing those same songs repeatedly for about half an hour now. Songs by and Indonesian band – PeterPan. I’m not fond of Malay music but Indonesian artists hooked me somehow. I admit I’m not as fond of local Malay music as I am with them, this band in particular.
OK, why do I like the Peterpan? Because the lead vocalist looks a bit like Daniel. How very obvious! Professionally, their songs touched my heart – sheesh… No, seriously, they did and they do till now.
I wonder why I can relate my life easily with music and words. Whenever I listen to songs with a certain theme, my life flashes right before me. And with words, my life flows smoothly. They have been keeping me sane, pulling me down back on earth when they were the ones that sent me into the skies.
That happens to everyone.
I should probably head for bed.
It’s eerie to stay awake alone while everyone else is asleep. The night sky is watching me. The night sky…I wonder why you have been crying and silent lately. Where have the stars gone to?
…must go now. I don’t like feeling chilly behind me. I better snuggle with my blanket.
Oh great! It’s raining. Again.
