Perfect. Perfected. Perfection.


Its a sunny day again. In truth it has been like this for weeks on end already. Progress is slow, my mind isn't in that literary frame yet. Soon I pray, soon I will start writing. Something insightful, something utterly brilliant I hope? :/

Brilliance is often accompanied by insanity, and I think I'm backing that up pretty well.

Listening to Hawk Nelson, their really good, very nice and catchy songs. Just had Pizza Hut for lunch, so full man, my appetite's really poor nowadays. Even swallowing bread is tough. :(

"Do you remember? That cold day in December, leaving everything you knew behind."