Under the scarlet skies, I lay at the driver's seat of my little red car wondering to myself what was brought across during the five minute conversation I had with an old friend.

It puzzles me. Have I really deserted all of mankind and isolated myself within the comfort of my little room under my mum's residence? Have I strayed so far that people no longer remember my existence?
Truth be told, I have been in hiding. Not because I have nothing on my plate but because I've grown tiresome of this constant struggle, this lifestyle of nothingness. It lacks the sense of achievement, it lacks the purpose of existence.

With all the wonders in this world one gets temporary blinded by the beauty of a simple yet peaceful afternoon alone.

They say three makes a crowd. I like crowds, sometimes. But most of the time, I like to hear the sound of a pin falling to the ground.
Beauty (Spa & Facial):

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September 29, 2009 - 8:40am
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September 25, 2009 - 4:57pm
Nice sentiment but sounds too chim for me. I'm amused and bemused by "activate" and "grown tiresome", and other odd phrases. I will have to ask Yoda whether Jedi masters talk like that.
December 31, 2009 - 5:43am
It was 3+am in the morning. Just typing, not thinking.
September 24, 2009 - 11:31pm
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