On one Christmas Eve

December 24, 2012

I decided to just stay on my cave..

with them as my companion..

and some organic stomach-filler..

and a motivation for my all-time goal.

The end.


I'm starting to lose interest in almost everything I used to be fond of. Count "blogging" on the list. Also Christmas, I don't feel something special with it anymore. And yes, even interest in some people. I dunno why. It's like a reverse metanoia. Everything suddenly turned into grayscale. Does painting my entire room black have something to do with this? Or am I just stepping into the dark side of adulthood? Whatever it is, saying goodbye to old interests means more space to new ones. 

Oh well. :)

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