Thursday, November 11, 2010

...... :|

There's this weird little odd feeling inside me. Sometimes I may be able to put my finger on what it is. But most of the times, I have no idea what it is. But it's always there, something poking here and there. I worry too much. I think too much. And I just cannot stop doing so however badly I want to. It might be that after all these years, it's just the feeling of something poking me when actually there's nothing. It is very weird. And distracting. Not to mention irritating. I just don't know what to do about it.

Monday, November 08, 2010


Limelight. Streaks of hair.
Wild. Untamed.
Stage. Microphone.
Grunge. Scream.

Darkness. One shot.
Heat. Halogens.
Wild. Untamed.

War song. Blue eyes.
Soldiers. Bloodshot.
Death. Mosh.

Frenzy. Crowd.
'Them'. Leap of Faith.
Distortion. Pulsethrob.


I am sitting at the International Arrivals section of Dulles airport right now and watching people. Reunions are always special.Different ...