Well, this is a lil' chilled out me. I mean, my exams are just going get over (and i'll be free! *evil laugh*), so I'm a little relaxed, even though, as Mum says,I shouldn't be, seeing that it's Science and all. But whatever.
The thing is, I've something called the writer's block, which is REALLY annoying, especially when you consider yourself as THE awesomest writer on the planet (not that I'm THAT arrogant. Right.), so I'm just going to conduct something called The Fickle Probe. I'm gonna ask random questions, and I fully expect y'all to waste your time answering them.

So, for now, toodles! Questioning  starts on Monday.
Danki (that's thanks in Amish. Yes, I know. I'm kooky.),
Kai

Halcyon Days

I don’t want to rush.

I don’t want to push someone away in the pursuit of my goal.

I won’t scamper, scurry or hurry.

I want time to be as slow and thick as blueberry slush.

I want to linger by the flowers and fantasize about my love.

I want to warble a song in the manner of them birds.

I want to lie by a pond and look at the clear, beautiful ripples.

I want to dance and sway like flowing music replaces plain, cold words.

I need to slow down.

To smell the warmth and love of Mum’s freshly baked bread

I want to rush about, through the dew-filled grass and over the emerald hills.

In nothing but my pajamas, all cheerfully made up in white and red.

Sometimes, life isn’t about a race.

Let alone a rat-race for that matter.

Who wants to be perpetually breathless and drowning in sweat?

Between the jumpy and the chilled, isn’t the most content the latter?

Life’s a journey, where you do what you love most.

You need a holiday every once in a while.

Circle the world, go crazy and colorful or simply take a stroll.

Because, believe it or not, life can be a bed of roses if you just stop for a sniff and smile.