Through the eyes of me! November 30, 2012. I wrote this a year ago. The smell of garlic assaults my senses as I wipe my face with my hands. I adjust myself on the stool and it creaks. I adjust again, and it creaks again. I stand up and put off the light. The sunlight is seeping int.

These words shall be my legacy. I used to be a rapper. I used to be a dancer. I used to read a lot. I used to have friends visit me at home. I used to be more social. I used to write poetry. I used to be a sculptor. I used to draw regularly. I used to make music. These are words I hope to never say. I used to make photographs.

Where life is too important to be taken seriously! August 7, 2014. Oh come on, you know me better than that. That title is just really catchy, so I had to use something that will catch your attention. Now that I think about it, the entire blogosphere is saturated with new posts. Telling you about the virus.