I am made for second chances.

i grew up being in love with the arts - everything about it: creative writing, drawing/cartooning, photography, music, et. al. but i miserably failed to unite with it. i feed the hunger once in a while.

i'm a prisoner of the present system of things. art saves. i just have to find my way back to it - like an imaginary friend in my pre-school years. then, the freedom will wake me up from my sad slumber.


ALL I CAN DO IS BE ME - WHOEVER THAT IS.
[Bob Dylan]