yeah, i adore red.

me too

i saw your pain

you were bleeding and it was beautiful

you must be growing

i see you're accepting, nodding...

i have to learn your pain

and beautiful bleeding as well

image w/o image

it was a truly truly lovely day.
sun shining sparkling in the air, wind breezing so softly,
my walking so pleasant that music was coming out of it.
people looked happy, even people begging on the corner.
i just can't imagine this world without sun,
a day of sunshine got me out of old gloomy-gray-foolish mood.
can you imagine how i am right now?
just imagine that.
sometimes, no image can help a lot.

traveling parcel

the parcel that i sent to mom last december came back to me.

so it was traveling for like three months. what did you see?

you look so exhausted (and dirty too).

you didn't reach your destination,

but who could say it's your destination anyway?

maybe you're right. you say life has no destination.

it's just like a marry-go-round, isn't it?

you go there, and come here, go there again...

you meet people, and say good bye to them, and meet them again, right?

everyday like a saturday.

sunshine

you must need sunshine, too

feelings

it would be great if i could adjust feelings as i wish

rainy day like today, i wish i could go way down there

so that no one can reach me

@(#%(!*$!

what makes me gloomy:

weather.
weather.
weather.

and myself!!!!!!

Gimme pills, pleeeeeeease-

freezing colors

attack of colors

@ John St.

it was a freezing cold day.

i was afraid that the lense gets frozen.

the moment

the moment right before going to sleep,
it's like, getting ready to die.

I remember someone said that
we should be ready to die every moment we live.

little bit of myself

:: nomad ::

I call myself a nomad.
But I don't know from when I began to think like that.
I was maybe when I felt a strong urge to free myself
from all these stupid, daydreaming, meaningless stuffs.

That was a lesson from my brother.
That was a lesson from the eyes of people in the middle of nowhere.

And.

Being nomad is my destination.

some thought

A tree and a poll made friends.

no more loneliness.

memory of NY

there I was

here I am

I am everywhere

wanna walk?

walk with me.

wherever i am.