caramel macchiato

I used the last ten dollar note in my wallet to get myself a cup of caramel macchiato. The last time I allowed my wallet to be this empty was probably in secondary school. I never liked the feeling of not having a single penny with me. It felt insecure. And I never really liked caramel but I acually got myself a caramel macchiato. It wasn't the usual soyiced green tea latte. I had been sticking to it for the past one to two years after quitting white mocha frap. So I just did two things which I thought I would never let happen. It occurred to me today, that it's pointless to stick to one thing for too long. If you are going to hold on to it because you're afraid its loss will make you feel lost, then one day when you really lose it, your world will crumble. The only thing that I held on to the longest and never disappointed me was AhWU, and to a small extent, sam. No wonder, M could love sgi that much, and Y, her One Piece craze. Maybe I should rewatch all my X-Men DVDs again. Or continue to search for The Leap Years DVD which I gave up looking for. Seems like it's better to pin hopes on people and things that are only surreal, isn't it?

My caramel macchiato tastes slightly bitter, but sweet towards the end. There aren't many people walking in and out of Starbucks today. I am like a poor man drinking a cup of expensive coffee. To think I actually detest the taste of coffee. The incoherence of points in this entry is in parallel with my thoughts at the moment. I'm trying to convince myself that this world isn't that scary after all. I guess it's working. At least I feel very much at peace sitting here and breathing.

Thankful, I earned another day.