So pathetic. Flushing my thoughts with alphabets. Perhaps i can do better.
What to write next. Occupying time with both adversity n nicety. Can't tell which one it is.
Don't settle for less either. Driving forward with a piece of my mind.
Belting out sentimental n pop culture. For instant current state of affair n those not so new. Future tasking too.
Whom is reading me? From the pageviews, i have a clue that somehow someone has the time to browse a thing or two.
Terms of endearment or social interest i am taking my guess.
I never know.
Copyrighted James Chow