Sometimes, I randomly smile because I think of you.

I've been neglecting my space over here.
Not exactly busy but I don't seem to have enough time to laze around like I used to, haha.
Plain excuses, I know it.
I'm doing okay, not great, not amazing, not horrible, just okay.
And that's perfectly okay, I am happy with it.

I think my pace is getting slower, which is good I guess. Things no longer excites me like how it used to be and I don't yearn for the kind of unrealistic fantasy that I thought I am going for.
It was just a phase.

Maybe I want to see the world with you.
Maybe things can be really that simple and blissful.
Maybe life is indeed beautiful.