THE PRETTY METROPOLIS OF VANCOUVER...=)
its wasnt known for what it was...
dated old fashioned... out of the way...
just a land.. a barren land...

now its full of life.. so of story.. full of songs..
its the hub of what is canda now...
many people call vancouver a city of coffee,nightlife and fashion..

whenever you recall the past and think about the present..
how we change how we evolve..
the reflections never show the old... always the new...
how can history ever help...
how can it ever repeat itself?...
why cant we invent a mirror that tells of our future and not just reflect the present...
because when the truth hits us it hits us smack in the face...

im finding solace in even the most simple of things...
like a nice lunch...
a walk down kovan with my mp3 humming in my ear...
a quiet morning walk...
knowing the person in the car who drives by...
smashing bowling pins inside out...
laughing and smiling with my friends...
having heart to heart chats...
finding that someone knows you exist...
playing KILLER pool =)...

some people may ask "WHY CANT YOU EVER LOOK AT THE BIG PICTURE?"
if a puzzle looses a piece wouldnt it loose its value and perfection?..
wouldnt it seem wrong and unfitting?....

im starting to think.. think about life as it is and will be..
am i looking at the big picture?...
if you're not looking at the details... you're never right....

TILL ANOTHER DAY PEOPLE... HOPE MY DAD RECOVERS FROM HIS OPERATION WELL... AND GOD BLESS...=)