a flying seed

Everybody's crazy

in their own way.

I hugged a tree today.

My mission to go to the English book café and Carrefour today accomplished. A book café is like a normal book store accept u can order drinks and hang around there, relax with their provided tea-time-place in the middle of the book shelves, do a discussion group and read all the books there is. so its better than kinokuniya accept smaller... plus it has this English surrounding.
It's the only place (as far as i know) to get books in their original version, which is english.

i bought one, entitled CELL by Stephen King. My knowledge of good authors is limited, but when i saw the name Stephen King, my guts says this book must be good, well, atleast some of his movies were.

i got out with the book in my beg, thinking i have spent my 9euros wisely,
thinking i should restart my hobby of reading, eventhough not as much as before, but its a good start.
then i remembered i already have 'the Life of Muhammad' book waiting in my books-to-read list and i havnt finished that one yet. infact, i've stopped after the first few pages. they didnt write the book in an interesthing way, is it my fault?

Well, no matter who's fault it is, the CELL book is infront of me right now, and im going to start reading it before sleep and as for the other one, someday...

oh yea,
i went jogging too.
the usual place, only different route.
i acknowledged the interesthing flowers and plants that start to grow on the side of the lane, and the wonderful forest-like beauty.

bummer that i didnt bring my camera, if not, there'll be some interesthing pictures with this post.
at one point, i saw this tree, it is one of those tree that caught my attention and i feel like i have to admire it. i know my camera is not an SLR type but i wish i had it with me to capture its unique beauty.
i went near, glance around to be sure nobody's around, and i hugged it.
Hard.

on my way back, i found myself on a bridge to cross a main-road and from there i let go of a dandelion seed (a flying seed which i took while i was jogging before), and watched it as it was blown by the wind and fell slowly on the ground below.

It was a good day. U notice when wind blows the trees and the leaves start to hit each other creating a clapping-like sound, (only to certain type of trees with hard leaves) well, somehow it felt happy thinking the trees are clapping at something. Maybe at u.

pict taken during my trip to Noel Racing