Sometimes I wonder what the hell Twitter or Facebook is for if I can't do paragraphic writings.
"-Sounds of crashing waves and seagulls cawing in the background-
In the light of recent affairs, our perceived notion of truth has altered drastically. Even the salt of the earth carried more weight than the promises you made. Where has that warmth in your heart gone to?
-VHS tape rewinding-
Here we are standing in a 4-room flat where we came to own and then disown. It was to hold our desires, wishes and nightmares, as tightly as you held my hand the first time. Who would know that melancholy was swimming beneath us, waiting to peek into our lives.
-bell of an aeroplane goes off, followed by announcement from the captain-
This ascension into the skies feels differently this time. At this damning altitude, nothing else matters except the stretch I'm about to make halfway across the world. This vessel may take me closer to the Gods, but my spirit is rooted in the flesh of my beloved."
Ahhh I miss cracking my skull open for inspiration.
