Next Stop, Jupiter...

: )

I'm tired of the same lines, I think it's time to change the channel.
I think I almost gave up blogging. So much for that, here I am now. Hello.
Oh, it's exactly 2 weeks since beginning life at the 6th floor pool view; desert oil palm plantation for a landscape; and the orange couch a place to retire.
I see that some things will never be the same, ever; I bow and let the river take its course. I'm glad I found my bubbling euphoria again though. And love is a wonder like the grin of a Cheshire Cat.
I've been burying my head behind my National Geographic mags--can't get enough. My salvation is in the pages of a World History book. I know, I'm a bore. But I can't help it; my muse is dressed as a historian professor of some sort chanting the fields of anthropology, ancient civilization, geography, .....

"I smell rain". : )

I must say it's been depressing reading the news everyday. But it only serves to remind us the fractured reality of life. I sense a little humor though in life's little triviality.

Sha shrieks at a little tyrant redefining the meaning of boredom, "You, demon!"

Cheers mate! The pyramids of Giza await me =]