Friday, January 16, 2009

The House On The Lonely Hill

I walked all the way home from the shopping mall, enjoying the cool night breeze grazing against my face. There I was, easing my pace in my ever-so-happening life, slowing down the moment just to take in the cool night scene that I think I'll be missing in the future.

When i look back, I want to be able to reminisce the time where i strolled along the dark pavement with strange orange road lights, appreciating the cool breeze that never seemed to be there when I wished it was.

It seemed a long way to be walking back home, but i know in no time, I'll be trudging up to my house, which stands on top of the quiet, lonely hill.

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