This past month I have felt a hundred emotions and I have so much to tell you all.
My head's not a great place to be stuck in.
Returning is always better than leaving.
Now in this city I live in a lonelyhood of numerous ambitious people, some like me, some very different from me but all of us questioning our presence.
We never really take the 'new' in New Year seriously do we? I know I don't.
We take such good care of our belongings but never of ourselves.
When you're left with no choice but to wait, doing what you planned to do isn't an option.
I never understood why boats have to made of paper, and that's the important question.
I am so glad my taste in music has improved like my taste in books.
It's very easy to go wrong with lights.