So the battle goes on.. A small girl inside me screams for help. The world goes around and around, with no beginning, without an end.. All she wanted, was to be clean and pure.
Smaller and smaller.. until she disappears…
It rained for a couple of hours in SB today.. Really nice. It wasn’t one of those depressing gray-skyed rain. It was what Korean people would call, “Sweet Rain” (dan bi)… It was exactly that. The air smelled so sweet, it intoxicated me as I looked outside through the only window in my studio.
I can’t believe it’s already Saturday.. Thanksgiving weekend sounded like a really long weekend, almost a break.. Gosh.. It was great, letting myself waste two whole days for doing nothing but relaxing and worrying about other things very little.
Back on track: everything starts new… no, rather it goes back to the beginning, when I knew exactly how to do everything.