Sunday Currently 02

Lemme do this while I still have no pending job orders. Fuck yeah! Reading Nothing. Last time I held a book or my iPad was more than a year ago. How embarassing! Listening Damien Rice songs on loop for weeks now! I have no idea why I love making myself sad! Watching How to get…

Sunday Currently 01

Knock knock Any body still here? I am so sorry for not being able to update for months! I fell into this creative black hole where I got lost and I seriously have no idea what to do. I feel so stagnant in everything I do. Work has become a routine, where the only exciting…

We’re/were

It was just you and me. She was never part of the plan. “We’re destined!” “I thought we were”, you whispered. “No! We’re happy! Aren’t we happy?”, tears fell. “We never really had the chance”, you walked away. Everything was a blur, until I saw her face. “She was never part of the plan”, I…

The first fullmoon

Another night sometime in january The light breeze of sweet cold wind moves everything I see Even the stars and moon agreed This is one of those ‘could-have-been-perfect’ nights A couple of people gather in a small dim-lighted room Around eight orders of ice cold beer Everybody was talking, laughing But only his voice is what I…

Destination: Nowhere

Roadtrips. Bus rides. Long drives. Going somewhere alone has always been a dream. To go to an unfamiliar place and meet unfamiliar faces. I just want to go somewhere to find peace. Some alone-time. Just me. I wanna go somewhere, somewhere I’ve never been to. Take the first bus I see and then sleep. Wake…

fast cars and freedom

driving almost a hundred kilometers under the glittery stars dreaming along the highway we are not talking i turned the radio on you held my hand the rusty brown gate i said this is my stop you turned the engine off you sighed i bid goodbye i turned around gave you a tight hug only…

see you later

i envy that girl with her father by her side. i saw this photograph of a man and a girl a perfect father and daughter photograph a father hugging his child. it made me smile. papa, i could not recall a time you hugged me like that. maybe you did while i was sleeping or…

of love and raindrops

alone, walking under a slight drizzle it’s you i am waiting for. stopped for a while and from where i stand, i could smell the petrichor. walking slowly, silently wishing not to hear a sound i could still hear the water drops fall on the dry ground. watching every drop as it slowly soak my…