James Kidac
with regret
sharing oneself with the world is not fulfilling as once was. all the words converge into stories and yet stories feel biased in a rudimentary construct. convoluted noises unpublished remains popular with one's heart. perhaps it is another day, another person to flesh out the intricacies of a passing moment. perhaps one will return to his roots and hope for the best.
#Personalblog #2012