so, here.

A woman can be more powerful than a tv series to suck you into the vortex.

And it's been quite a while but it's really not that comfortable to adapt to the new template though it's probably not new anymore by now.



 

it's probably raining outside

I’ve be chased by things that I ought have done or I need to do for a while: to do some drawings, to make the portfolio, to get the printer work or to exchange it, to clean up the desk, to get a clearer picture about the current cellphone package, etc. etc.

It’s (di-di da-da)ing outside. Open the window, you can feel a breeze pouring in; it’s kinda chilly.

On the toilet, wiping my ass, recalling the tiny poetry I got from opening the window a few minutes earlier. I could hear the rain, I could feel the chill and freshness, and maybe some dim desire that I can’t even tell.

So, should I pretend to follow the slight sentiment to write down something or I should just start to work on or catch up what I’ve been behind?

After the dinner, I tried my best to eat some cherries. I couldn’t taste the deliciousness of them mostly because I was quite full somehow. I did have tried a few before the dinner and I found them such a sweet surprise.

I like it raining when I am in the room.

something broken.....

broke a glass last night
it's one of a pair
at the moment when it dropped down to the sink
"so that's today"
such such was right in my head

shocked
not that surprised
a little upset
nostalgic
relieved


oh whatever

Night time

"Night time" by the xx


Still, it's reminiscent of that event at the end of last August.

Miss NC, are you all gone?