Life is a sum of moments.
If by any chance Mr Alzheimer come knocking on my cerebral door during my life as an old man in my golden days. If he is kind enough to allow me to save a few memories for my safe keeping, before he wipes out the rest.
My choices would be obvious.
It is now no longer hard to choose from, for I now have my favourite.
The cactus from Cameron would be forever in it.
6 comments:
Morning!!
Ah..cactus with roses? Hmmm...
Sometimes, when we know what we want in life, no matter how good the offer, we just want to settle with what we want in the first place. I guess, it is no longer a matter of 'want' but a matter of 'need'.
Whatamimumblinghere!
And I thought that I was your favourite memory *sigh*
:D
Ergghhh... you posts... these days... are too much sophisticated for my small brain to comprehend. But according to my ilmu firasat, is there a woman troubling you right now?
Cactus from Cameron, eh? Pretty, aren't they?...hmmm...just be careful of the thorns, though. OK, ok, I won't burst your happy bubble. Heh! :P
Happy Birthday, Doc! Hope you have/had a great one! :)
Hmmmm... roses = thorns, cactus = thorns. Thorny issues? purrr....meow!
ZZ: It is best to want something that one needs. To have something that you wanted but does not need. Well y'know...
Andrea: I'm sorry. This must be hard for you.
SPD: Troubling is not the word. Not in my dictionary. Hang on, let me check my thesaurus...
Pat: It got me good a few times. But my skin got thicker.
CIS: Sometimes i wonder if it's relly a cat who's been writing all your comments here :O
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