I think my body is really getting ready for school. Automatically I woke up at 9am this morning. Came to blog the previous entry, read a chapter of a book and went back to sleep because there's really nothing else that I feel like doing.

The sun was shining brightly but the wind was blowing strong. Under the shelter of home, I felt cold. Hid under my blanket, the pillow covering my head, I only had my mouth and nose exposed for breathing. Yet, I still feel cold. I need some warmth...

Have you ever woke up with a beautiful dream and you tried to get back to sleep to continue with the dream? However hard you try to continue, the dream somehow got stuck there, can't seem to move on. I guess a dream is still a dream. Some things just can't be forced.

Hugging used to be a love language that I used to express love for my members. This is also the way I received love. I hugged the girls every week. One week at least 10 hugs. Now, I seldom see them at all. Some weeks I have ZERO hugs. So, the expert in hugging is losing the art of hugging. Sad. But I guess my love language should change soon, if not I'll die of hunger for love. Hmmm.. But can I change it just because I want it to change?