Opportunity

Opportunity comes and goes. I thought I've been a blessed man in my near 27 years of life. Nah.. a typical human species like me, a Guy, will never be satisfied. I believe all those who're reading this write-up agree with me (with both hands high up).

I have ambition, I have goal and I set a target for myself. It's inches close but after days of anticipating for that particular desired moment, I find myself lost in wild yet again. Down to earth, I am still a lonely man looking for someone who can appreciate my effort. The kind of "Will-It-Happen-To-Me" anticipation shrunken my ambitious steel heart. My vision gets blur, my limps are numb, fire is off and hopes are blown away by a gentle breath.

It's a new day to get fresh air. what kind of fresh air, erm.. that kind. The kind of air which I've lost for the past one week. The kind of fresh air which I've been struggling to sustain throughout my daily life. The kind of fresh air which is.... fresh, I supposed.