Cold winter nights // Small droplets of rain.
Have been updating le blog, scheduling post so that the blog does not die off. And sometimes I do wonder whether does anyone reads. It feels like I could write freely, without a worry who is reading.
Have been updating le blog, scheduling post so that the blog does not die off. And sometimes I do wonder whether does anyone reads. It feels like I could write freely, without a worry who is reading.
Yet I can't say the same here.
Hence the lack of updates.
As the cold wind blows, I find that I write better somewhere else, instead of knowing that you, YES YOU, are reading this. I would LOVE to block you off, but atlas, I am unable to do so without making my blog private. All the stalking, just to report back to the HQ, about what I wrote and what nots. Talk about life being controlled, even right here on the internet.
Negativity aside, Here are some re-edited pictures to entertain my readers.
Today consist of some cleaning and some leisurely taken photos. Since I was craving to shoot something with that DSLR of mine.
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| "I wonder what mess did we got ourselves into??" |
Ending with a messy view of the backyard, on a gloomy day. Pitter patter, small raindrops fall. I wish it turns Summer tomorrow.
Trying to stay warm, for now.
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