Watching the moon that looks so beautiful this morning this I don't mind going to work at 6am. My text message to my friend who might have been in his deep sleep when his phone vibrated underneath his pillow. "Your a hopeless romantic" that was his reply to me with a smiley face at the end of his message.

Is it wrong for me to notice these little things? Is it abnormal for someone get pleasure out of simple things rather than the grand materials in life? Like a slice of good cheesecake with a swirl of fine melted chocolates is enough to calm my hyperbolic nerves.

A hot cup of java, flavored or not with a hint of cream can start my day like its my first taste. The slapstick, stupid movies that make me laugh like I'm near convulsion. The roomful smell of fresh baked bread emanating in the oven makes my knees weak.

Is it wrong to be this shallow when it comes to happiness?
Is this normal to be excited on little things that most of us don't appreciate?

What seems to be the melodramas of my life was nothing but a simple dirt in this field of regrets, turmoil, compassion, love and other complications.

In the end, I question the same query that everyone dare not ask and if they do only a few could answer with certainty. What is the purpose of your life in this world?

Why are we here? Are we to be complaisant of what is supposedly good and moral or surly/disagreeable of what is wrong and unrighteous? I believe I'm here on earth for the purpose of learning and knowing that the path of Life is difficult.

And that I will encounter other humans that have lost their compassion and love due to the traumatic past or hurtful memories and amidst of all these I have to remain in harmony with them.

There are times when it seems like my world is caving in and swallowing me whole but when I think about other people had it worse than mine I feel a sense of compassion.It only takes one incident, word, smile that one can have a big impact or significance on someone.

There's no knowing how one change someone's attitude or perception until the right moment happens.

I met you on a day that was extraordinary.
Mild January weather in Nebraska seemed unfounded.
The array of strangers that were present were unnoticeable.
Then I thought about what you said so eloquently with the phrase.
“It must be fate that we met today, I usually don’t take this route but some for reason I did”. What a pick up line I said to myself with a grin.

I looked at you and I sensed sincerity when you said “you have such lovely brown eyes that matches your jet black hair so perfectly well and your smile makes me so comfortable talking to you” Where you’re from, your name and other typical questions? Then our conversation went on and everything around us seemed just walls that it didn’t care. But time eludes us to know more of each other it was time for me to go. You told me that one day we’ll meet again in another time and another circumstance but for now it’s was nice to meet you.