August 2011
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Torture
I conclude that a small part of me must enjoy being tortured. Why else would I browse through and fixate upon countless and glorious images of food at this hour? 2am. From sweets, to junk food, to beautifully crafted cuisine- I yearn.
It’s not like I’m going to succumb to my cravings at this hour! Instead, I lay here looking at the pictures while I pine away and think to myself...
A Sad Glimpse
I have a habit of noticing small things that in passing that just MOVE me-sometimes evoking happiness and other times sadness. Catching glimpses of someone else’s life based on simple things they say and or reactions in a given situation. Yes-perhaps I could be mistaken seeing that they are based on impressions and assumptions but REAL nonetheless.
Today, as I waited for our lunch order at...
