I wake up one morning trying to figure things out. The world seems blurry around me; uncertain and bleak. I start to question why life has different meanings. The answer, so naive and plain, that life is fortified with smooth roads and harsh obstacles to make us full in our dimensions. And that what makes life worth living.
Friday, 29 August 2008
Mikazuki
Another one from my fave. Either I'll be in her concert soon, or be in that cave soonest. Next month, for a week, I'll be gone traipsing along the coast. Tramp about my butt there and whack out my bank.
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