come fly with me

Whenever i have problem, i will dream of this place. My sanctuary. My precious. It's been so long i haven't been here. It's been so long. I miss this place so much that my heart actually ached when I'm thinking about it.

This is the place where i usually think, cry, ponder, analyse, sulk, rejuvenate, refresh. A place that will bring out the best in me, where all my creativity will flow like sparks through the sky, shooting at every corner of the world. Not many people really appreciate this place especially during the night. That's why it is so calm, the water is still like my heart, without a wave, without a sound. I can still see the reflection of the sky and trees on the lake. Peaceful and priceless.

During the night, the sky is so clear, so beautiful, so huge that i imagine that all my problems will melt like particles into the sky. Just by looking at it, i believe that opportunity is just as huge as the sky, so many exciting things waiting for me out there.

Today, i imagine myself in this place again. Listening to my MP3 player playing a song from Michael Buble- Come fly with me. Then i will imagine myself soaring through the sky like Tinkerbell, like fairies. I'm acting like Alice in the wonderland again. The peter pan side of me that dosen't want to grow up.

And then i open my eyes, i saw keyboards, cubicle farms, telephone, post-it note, letters at tray. Dammed i'm still in the office! I'm planning to visit Guthrie Lake again someday, during the night of course, during the silent night. Memories are all i have right now. Suddenly that song is playing in my head again - come fly with me, let's fly, let's fly away................