Uncomfortable Silences

Mia: Don't you hate that?

Vincent: Hate what?

Mia: Uncomfortable silences. Why do we feel it's necessary to yak about bullshit? In order to be comfortable?

Vincent: I don't know. That's a good question.

Mia: That's when you know you found somebody really special, when you can just shut the fuck up for a minute, and comfortably share silence.

-Pulp Fiction

Just a little update to show you I'm still in this blogging thing. Nothing much happened in my life recently, so I've nothing to post. At least nothing that interests you anyway.

Just received the sweetest text since a long long time. It wasn't even meant to be sweet. But just kinda means a lot to me. 

Good times, good times.

It was always said that a dream is always a fragment of your true feelings. A abstract way of phrasing what you're feeling.