My writings are getting rare…I can’t remember when is the last time I wrote something without referring back to the blog archives. I used to love writing so much, but I guess somehow, it has been replaced with something else. Perhaps, those time had already been spent for drawings and life. Life, now what’s life?
Everyday were just the same. Classes, studios, drawings, works, barely enough time for myself. Those are the days in recent years. Back then, life was so much of a pleasure. Even with the existence of worries, stress and burdens, everything seem to be fine. Those days were young and lively.
How are you? How have you been? How is everything over there?
These are the questions that pop into the mind right now…
I really miss those days, how I’d met you, and how we had got to know each other.