Nothing helps.
You call out, only to realise.. nobody's there.

Things that cheer me up on sad days.

To be more exact, I would have to start with the numerous colours that make up our world, that translate into those pretty little toys and earrings that make my eyes happy.

I realise about half of them are gifts, and from none other than my two favourite darlings.

And now there's Dino to add to the collection.

The softness of their furry coats that attempt to soothe my numerous aches.

Here's Cotton and Marshmallow (Marshy).

Kissing!

The understanding of a little darling who senses, feels and comforts as no one else does, snuggling under the blankets with her little cheeks close to mine.


The tight embrace i feel squeezing my heart and he reaches out his little hand to mine, bright eyes gazing up at me.

The numerous pieces of art he doodles for my fridge, sharp eyes observing me keenly as he attempts to gauge and sense my moods.

The fond memories of two magicians who ignited no magic in me, yet made me smile with their antics. And now i can't bite into an apple without grinning like an idiot.



The thought that one day i might really have such slim legs. Fat hope.


The long ride home where you know it is so out of the way for her but figure, maybe, it is the company that matters. and in cases where we just want to comfort each other with our presence, sometimes longer might even be better.


The excited messages from a dear friend, the thought of whom just makes you smile so naturally you can't help thinking of her as your own particular 開心果.


The coincidence that you see as a sign from heaven, that you feel will bring you luck. A sign- of what? you don't know, but it just is.


To be more exact, perhaps, ultimately, it is the hope that we cling on to. That does not really help to soothe the hurts nor make the days any easier to pass, but yet we cling on so strongly because otherwise, there is no way else to live on.