Tuesday, May 11
Wednesday, May 5
-Maria Mena, What's another day?
This song has all the right words, you know.
Morning shots of Tokyo some weeks ago.
Thanks everyone for your nice words!
Sunday, May 2
My life, for a bit, stopped before this spring. For reasons I'd keep to my faint heart, I ceased to join the blossoming of a new season. I had to realize many things for once, and before I knew it, the flowers have withered already. It seemed like I skipped spring this year, or spring skipped me.
It's 2 am now, and for the first time in months, I opened my window again today. The incoming summer leaves the wooden floor with this familiar scent, a waft of joy.
Spring is but a season, and it is happening now in my room.