n.o._i.s.l.a.n.d._i.n._s.i.g.h.t.
If there’s current, each second is risky. If the sail is smooth, the journey is dull.
Do we settle for a boring life or a threatening one?
Couple-hood seems to be tedious lately, nothing but blocking any chance of exploring.
Though terminology doesn’t work much on me, it is a blurry picture to paint over my current status. You know, like waking up one morning and having someone you loved lying beside. Is he a boyfriend? Do you think of him as your partner? More importantly, does he think the same about you?
And there’s the question of what makes up of a relationship? Considering that you’ve watched countless movies, eat countless meals together, and had somewhat countless sex… So what’s next?
I am bored with my love life (if i can even call that). Or maybe I am just bored with myself.
Some reckoned that I need to find someone with more exciting hobby…
Or a new fuck altogether!
Will my boat speed up? Or is it going to sink… soon?
