we take our bed for granted
when i say we take our beds for granted, we really do
here’s why:
i think the photo needs no explanation. whether the guy is homeless or not, i can guarantee that the bench isn’t as comfortable as your bed.
when i say we take our beds for granted, we really do
here’s why:
i think the photo needs no explanation. whether the guy is homeless or not, i can guarantee that the bench isn’t as comfortable as your bed.
i know the lack of updates on my blog probably signifies the death of this site. but i promise you, it’s not!
if there’s anything that i don’t show – it’s the fact that i’m hurting inside. sure you do see a smile on my face every now and then. but deep down, more often than not, there’s really nothing to smile about. it’s like i’m putting on a mask everyday when i leave the house
then again, i love smiling

the chinese power (jonald) versus the not-so-chinese power (shaun)
that’s a photo taken during the cruise trip back in early april. and boy oh boy do i miss being out at sea, eating to my stomach’s content. being disconnected from the world – no sufferings, no project deadlines and what not to worry about.
it’s just me, the guys and the boat.
oh and, i wanted to use the picture as an illustration. sometimes, you gotta make jumps that are suicidal and jumps that are unorthodox. but if we kept standing, thinking about what move to make, there’s never gonna be any movement, no winner.