Is this the best decision of my life.


Aargh! He doesn’t sleep. Are we feeding him too much? πŸ˜‚

I’m still on Number 14 of the 100 heads challenge. I don’t think I’ll be able to finish it this year. So I’ll go back to the original rotation of Portraits-Landscapes-Yaoi-Cartoon Comics-Inking-Epic. I’ll plan the week on Sundays and then have weekdays to execute.

Like Keats in 1819, I’m realising I have to finish the life work instead of keeping at training for it. πŸ˜›


I have tried to read her poetry. It was like Sylvia Plath’s. I couldn’t understand it either. I’m sure Plath’s feminism would’ve been something we would’ve disagreed upon. Fought even maybe?

I do know we fought, a lot, as kids. I don’t have the energy to fight her now. Would we even like each other in our forties? We will never know.

Is there an afterlife?