There in those city lights, there was no her and there was no him. There was just everything and nothing and the spaces in between, like flickering lights against a never-ending, black sky. There in those city lights, there was no love and there was no hate. There was just listening and talking and understanding every...
A collection of Miscellaneous pieces that have no meaning individually, but together they make an array of thoughts. Just like the Night sky, a constellation of stars. I hope you enjoy random bursts of happiness, despair and lots of contemplation while you lie under a starlit sky! "About a boy who is the victim of his...
"Now more than ever do I realise that I will never be content with a sedentary life, that I will always be haunted by thoughts of a sun-drenched somewhere." - Isabelle Eberhardt