Coven Of My Darkest Secrets

Are you not the ONE? Vaguely in my DREAMS FRAY away not from me In your PRESENCE, my REFUGE, I seek my SOLACE My ESCAPISM from this futile, jaded BEING Of endless SORROW and fested with FALLACIES Encased in a SNOWGLOBE Imbued with LONGING Upon the RETURN Of your second COMING

My Evenings With HANA KIMI

A lazy Saturday, it's been quite a while, since I had such a slow moving and relaxing afternoon. With nice soothing music playing in the background, and an aroma cup of coffee to accompany me through the day. These couple of months had been crazy. Time passes at the speed of light...yes, at such rapid acceleration I can hardly take a breather. That I hadn't had a decent glimpse of what's going on around me. So, I am particularly grateful for this little time alone, to indulge in my one my favourite pastime, that is, penning my thoughts in my little snowglobe, protected against the harsh reality of life.

Recently a friend of mine, who is a TV addict cum a showbiz fanatic, lent me a set of DVDs A taiwanese serial, adapted from a japanese comic, HANAZAKARINO KIMITACHIHE, in short,HANA KIMI.Had the most enjoyable time, indeed a uproarious show. I could almost watched it again and again and again...

Simple things in life make a whole lot of differences at times. Thank you my friend, for sharing this. You made a difference in my life, thank you for your little encouraging smses. You are an angel, at least to me. Arigato!