I was hoping 2015 wouldn't be as sad as 2014, but the beginning does not look good. while the search for AirAsia Flight #8501 is still going on, I found one of my favorite cartoonists lost his beloved wife to her batter with cancer in this holiday season, his heart is heavy, I delivered the sad news to a friend I have not spoken to for nearly a year, she wrote back saying she is fighting breast cancer, has gone through aggressive treatments, sometimes it feels too much to handle ...

it makes me nervous and stressed. my nightmares continue. I cant remember what I was fight for in my last night's dreams, but my hair turned into grey. So I woke up and checked online dream dictionary to see what Grey Hair means:

"With grey hair, it has several possibilities depending on the tone of the dream. It can link with maturity, wisdom or gathered experience. But it can also point to ageing, the loss of faculties with increasing years, and the path to death along the avenue of diminished interest or sparkle in life."

the interpretation is very accurate, I think. then, I logged on Facebook, the first message I read on my Timeline was: Stuart Scott Died of Cancer at age 49.

I turned on TV, what was on screen was even sadder: the Slain NYPD officer WenJian Liu's funeral

Perhaps death occurs everyday but I didn't pay attention or put much thoughts on it before, now, wherever I look, there is a death and I ponder...