Music, Memories, People, Places

Life’s what happens to you when you are planning other things… or so I have heard. But isn’t your life divided along these few elements? You could replace music with sound, memories with smell / photographs, people with faces/conversations and places with wherever you are; you could add more, take away some… but these things strike you time and again with amazing force and leave you wondering about the meaning of life as you once understood and the value of it today.

Writer’s Block

A writer’s block is a block that requires a lot of efforts to lift up. A writer’s block is a block that requires a lot of efforts to lift up. A writer’s block is a black that requires a lot of efforts to left up. A writer is a bloke who requires a lot of efforts to wake up. A writer is a bloke who requires to wake up for a lot of efforts. A writer is a bloke who requires to wake up. A writer is a bloke who wakes up and then requires nothing… except a good flow.

A good flow is a seamless connection, a frictionless transaction, a smooth transition, a natural progression, an unhibited expression, an undulating stream of thought, a good piece of music, a good track to jog on, a good track to listen to when you jog on, a good track on which a train sings its lullaby, a train of thoughts, mindless babbling of a sweet sounding child, the pitter patter of an early rain, memories of a good concert, the humming of a song that hasn’t started playing yet…

a very postponed post-hiatus first post

It’s been a long time offline. Feels good to be back…

post_hiatus

work + play