Sunday, May 06, 2007
Feeling more horrible by the minute. I feel like I can cough my lungs out by command.

I think I've reached the end. Yup, just a few steps left. I'm done. Goodbye and good day. Hello to a new adventure. Let's me say a few words. Haha. I insists it's the poet and artist in me talking and thinking most of the time on this path. Nothing rational, brewing impressively colourful fantasies on top of the cruel monochromatic bland real world. It was all so whimsical, think Big Fish, yet I can't remember a single part that was absolutely true. By the end of this path, I could almost feel tears in my eyes. Tears of unknown source. Tears with questions left unanswered. But, lazy me figured, true images may not be the best after all, it's not necessary. Procrastination and excuses? Maybe.

Finding a hole to recapture the lost memories.

electrico ~ love in new wave