the past has a weird way of correlating with karma and unexpectedly appear in the present, or the future from the past's point of view. either way, i wish i had more time, more words, more actions, more excitement, and lastly, i wish i had more guts when i met with my childhood best friend tonight on the bus. he blasé-ed onto the bus when i recognized a face i once chased after whilst playing ceaseless games of manhunt and our favourite: nikita—don't ask. but since in the world we live in, things are given in small packages, you always leave wanting more, or maybe it's the society we live in where, we always want more then was is given and/or needed to us... but, my stop was the next one and thus our reunion lasted about 61 seconds, and i was too "tired" to go astray to continue what would've been a very long conversation indeed. yet, the one thing i mostly remember from this whole tribulation is that the whole time, what i really wanted to do was to fuse our lives together and be involved in his existence. rekindle what once was and perhaps bring myself back to those happier days when my parents were super-humans and i ran carelessly into the world. one thing i know for sure is that i seriously didn't want to lose a friend again; afraid it would take another year before i see him again, you know a childhood face again...