Thank you for the honesty.

Live and let go.


The first times were the best.


Lyrics from a song that was sung to me, which at the precise moment, everything made sense to me.
How i shouldn't be waiting about telling how i feel. How God choose to let me listen to that song for me to understand that what was should never be revisited. At least i got the closure i needed.


I think, therefore I am.


Here's a sneak peak at a grotesquely late Pioneer Jan magazine which results in me writing this post in office at 7.35pm on a wednesday night in office. =).