Back to Avenue Q

It's kind of unexplainable, but that's exactly what I'm feeling. A tinge of sadness, bouts of depression, moody, and plain laziness, especially when the weather has been cloudy lately. It's back to reality. When the plane took flight from heathrow, it was over. Whatever culminated has to go. An experience worthwhile, yet difficult to leave it. I miss the places. It's like withdrawal symptoms; something alike to a relationship breakdown.

Before I fell into sleep last night, memories of Avenue Q floated in my mind. It was a great musical I say. Not exactly comedy funny for me despite the humours here and there, but much of the content somehow relates to me. And I loved it because it was musical. Melodious. Sing-a-long. Catchy. One word- sweet. And some of the lyrics in the 2hr plus musical stay within me. I can't remember the exact lyrics and dialogue..and coincidentally and unexpectedly, those mentioned struck a chord...

My girlfriend, who lives in Vancouver...It's a pity she lives so faraway..in canada..
I guess if someone doesn't love you back it isn't such a crime...
There's a fine fine line between reality and pretend..
There's a fine fine line between love and a waste of time...
I wish I could go back to college...
Pass the hat around...When you help others, you can't help but help yourself...
Finding a purpose in life..
Schadenfreude..
Knocked around by fate...


And, I forgot to take a penny from you.