The Time Travelling Wife-to-be

She stops.
She thinks.
She realises that she can time-travel too.

She smirks.
She thinks.

What trick of the mind is this, to think that time can be held in one's hand?

The Time Traveller's Wife-to-be

Her love blows kisses into the future, while she sends hugs to the past,
Both waiting to meet
Back in the present.

What strange trick of science that time can be bent this way?

She thinks of the past, its' smells, its' warmth,
and the funny little sms: "No television or fan!"
Then, almost immediately, of the future,
and how she will jump onto him, her time-traveller, when he returns to the present.

Then she thinks of the present,
And with a short, sharp ache, wishes it were the future.
Or the past.

But is thankful, for she can sometimes live
In the future
Or the past.

Doctor, please give me an MC

Me: Doctor, I need an MC today.
Him: What's wrong with you?
Me: There's a persistent dull ache somewhere in my chest. Feels difficult to breathe. Something like heartburn, but slightly milder. I also don't really feel fit for work.
Him: Hm. (scribbles some notes)
Me: It gets slightly worse in the mornings and at night.
Him: Yes, it sounds like a case of loveygitis.
Me: Lovegitis?
Him: It is an infection of the heart, caused by an M-deficiency.
Me: Oh.. I was trying to self-medicate, I was taking quite a lot of Vitamin F(riend).
Him: Vitamin F does help, but it does not target the root cause. Previously, I would prescribe some Marcphine for the pain, but it's currently not available in Singapore.
Me: Darn. So what do I do?
Him: Well, loveygitis is not fatal, I suppose you just wait it out until the symptoms subside.
Me: Then do I get an MC?
Him: I'm afraid not. Getting distracted at work might actually help your symptoms.
Me: Darn.

Confessions of a Marcaholic



Hi, my name is Elysa, and I'm a Marcaholic.

As with all "-holics", I have a love-hate relationship with the object of "holicism".

Love, because having Marc near makes everything beautiful.

Hate, because once it's gone, you feel strangely sad. And moody. And lonely. And you need more of Marc, so that everything is OK again.

It's ruining my friendships, because I spend way too much time with him.
It's ruining me as a person, because I spend way too much time with him.
It's even ruining our relationship, because quarrels that were bitter, arguments that were heated, just get buried because the world is suddenly in technicolour again.

So, we find ourselves in the addictive vicious cycle.

The solution is so simple, it's laughable: Find your satisfaction in the only source that can truly satisfy you.
If you drink the Living Water, you will never thirst again.
"Jesus answered, 'Everyone who drinks this water will be thirsty again, but whoever drinks the water I give him will never thirst. Indeed, the water I give him will become in him a spring of water welling up to eternal life.'"

Wonderful reminder of the wealth and richness I've got in Christ.
With Him, it's not just technicolour, it's Blu-Ray and High Definition and the 3-D experience all in one.

Yet.

So difficult to practice what you preach.

Which is why, a two-month hiatus is actually something that I'm looking forward to.

It's time I spent more time with my First Love, and get "hooked" on Him again.

This Marcaholic's left the building.