Tuesday, 27 November 2012

The question is

... can you step out of yourself? Move one square back from the front line of stress and the bombardment of shit hitting the fan in every direction.

So it's not perfect.

So you forgot.

So you could have done something different, something better.

So. What? (那.又.怎.麼.樣)

There's a wall papered in floral pattern between me and the feelings I will choose not to feel. The desires and demands that I will choose not to have. Today I will choose who I want to be, the emotions I want to have.