Sonnet 29.

When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes,
I all alone beweep my outcast state
And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries
And look upon myself and curse my fate,
Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd,
Desiring this man's art and that man's scope,
With what I most enjoy contented least;
Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
Haply I think on thee, and then my state,
Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate;
For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings.

-William Shakespeare

Commitment.

To wake up in the morning thinking of you,
to be the one you can always confide in,
to be able to devote myself to a singular you,
to anchor safely to that constant one.

I seek commitment. I want to be committed.

Cravings

A glass of Moss Wood Pinot Noir 2008, followed by some cheese platter and then a glass of Bava Rosetta Bianca Moscato 2009 to finish.

I think that would be perfect way to end my Monday.

Sigh. Cravings.

3 Mobile

Finally, I've cancelled my mobile phone plan in Australia. I suppose that's something that I've should have done long long time ago.

Why did I even try clinging so hard onto this? The only option you have is to walk forward, and you know that clearly.

July.

The month where I lost my graduation pen, my only pair of gym shoes and a new bottle of Aesop toner. Seriously, fuck shit.

Panadol Extend.

Took my first ever Panadol for muscle & joint pain.
This is a bad sign.
Hrmph.

Grocery List.

5 apples, 2 boxes of cereal, 2 cartons of milk, and 3 cartons of juice - my typical grocery list.

Without fail, I always find happiness in it.