Yes, even though men cry only once a month on average and women let them pour five times or more, there's room for tears plus, people. So don't hold back because you think it's embarrassing or a sign of weakness, no. When the memories of lost loved ones flood back, painful experiences hit you hard, or your heart swells up inside you, I say just let those big, wet tears rain down without any guilt or shame.

Because we all need to let go sometimes.

AWESOME!

There is always a habit that you won't change,

even if it's unhealthy somehow. ;P

As I lay there, listening to the soft slap of the sea, and thinking these sad and strange thoughts, more and more and more stars had gathered, obliterating the seperateness of the Milky Way and filling up the whole sky. And far far away in that ocean of gold, stars were silently shooting and falling and finding their fates, among those billions and billions of merging golden lights. And curtain after curtain of gauze was quietly removed, and I saw stars behind stars behind stars, as in the magical Odeons of my youth. And I saw into the vast soft interior of the universe which was slowly and gently turning itself inside out. I went to sleep, and in my sleep I seemed to hear a sound of singing......

It's been a year, I've been holding it for almost a year. I've always thought the persistence of mine for not giving it up would ensure myself a secure future. But things have changed, even myself, which I don't quite recognise the 'me' anymore. Yes, it's somehow a scary phenomenon. So I guess it's time to let go of it. People need chances too. And I have my dreams to pursue as well. Tomorrows are always brand new days, and I'm looking forward to a brand new me.

And so is the Miu Miu inspired Zara cat print dress. =(

Tara.

(image courtesy to Elizabeth )