13 June 2012
Every time I sit down ready with pen in hand and paper in front of me, everything that has been so pent up; all that has been so strategically built and stored inside my core seems to hide and settle in a dormant space where I unfortunately stumble upon it again. Every time I give it a chance to escape and become something creative and beautiful it again resides to become destructive and deplorable.
Here's your chance, your chance to relieve and your chance to retire.
Take it and leave.
001 • Opuss № I