Old "cardboard" container for commentaries, favorite tunes, ideas and stories (even fiction) tucked away under my bed. A journal of sorts.
Martes, Disyembre 29, 2015
HIATUS
What used to
be a sparkle of celestial light turned into autumn leaves falling. What is
shown or not shown doesn't matter. I will neither fight nor reason. There's no use in extracting something that
isn't there. But things don't have to fall apart. I will take my hiatus. I
don't know when I'll be back. Or will I ever be? I don't really like it this
way, but this is what's given to me. I might as well embrace it.
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