Tears collecting slowly as it falls, lining down my cheeks. After-all, Im a certified Emo-cist. What's going on? Instead of hunting flies today for a round two, i hunted air molecules. Such fun, now going for a sci-fi action hit. Yet a sad one i think, the ending leaves audiences with never ending questions, and unsatisfaction. Chopped down some dead bamboo, and began making kendo sticks, the breeze that took the dust after every swipe made a very dramatic effect. I was somebody else. Again, a few more strikes killed the bamboo, it snapped.... walked home under the sun today, well it was cloudy. Not to mention windy. The cool breeze brushed across my skin, caressed my hair, made my loose Tee danced; i felt like a star for a moment. Yet another day, here i am sitting at the same spot thinking of times that seemed so fun or carefree not less than just 10 minutes ago. Before, the moods came in....
PS : You still not talking; why?
