digressing a little.

cos after too long of feeling something akin to jadedness, i'm propitiously in need of drinks & breathe live acoustic music. to not think about the gripped insides for awhile and let spirits swirl up air like pulverised bones.

and i was thinking if there is someone i want to trade air with, it'd be the usual You. you breathe out and i breathe it back in. Or rather, i'll breathe you in and never breathe out.

can??...




p.s: so i've been told. this is why i think diary writing is much better than blogging. nothing written in the pages would be judged. only air & dust. heeh!