Milusion

I have been having some phenomenal dreams centering around my own death. One of the stranger ones involve my chopping my flesh away bit by bit with a knife. Honestly, I have no idea why I would be doing that, although I do envisage car accidents or cardiac arrests as more plausible ways of death. Nevertheless, the best of all is still death in sleep. Sleep tight, I'll see you tomorrow morning. 

Sarabande

If only that was a lollipop, and not uncertainty that it stands on. The clarity that was begotten has enabled me to have the blurriest vision around. Put the two together, and that's an art.

Quer

With all that talk about financial turmoil, I'm wondering between this and moral bankruptcy, which one leaves a more bitter taste?

Reitmotif

In a relative state of boredom, my co-worker helped transpose a random original tune I was humming to myself. Personally I abhorred it for being a tune that literally sticks in your head like a bad case of glue abuse (not that I ever tried). Luckily I quickly forgot about it over the course of the day. If not for it being recorded down, it did be another lost composition on my part. How now? This fleeting tune we play with recurring themes.

Over the weekend was the ever necessary class reunion, which I believe by other classes' standards, ours would have been excessive. Nevertheless, the outing enshrouded the last nine months of the year in fog that made everything seem just so yesterday when red blue and gold pinned over my chest.

My choice of lens for my kit reflects that I'm now conflicted over clarity and ambiguity: the versatile but distortion prone 18-200mm and an ultra sharp 60mm macro. Rather than choose between one, I went for both. Is choice necessarily a hindrance towards progress?

Return Ball

Whilst engaged in a screening of Black Hawk Down, a co-worker told me that thrown into a war, he would leave no by-standing civilians alive given his ill regard for the Geneva Convention and other worthless treatises. I had to eat my own words.

Fiançailles

A Long Engagement to a Way Home.

I wonder where people got the idea that I was all smiles and everything.