.. I always have such need to merely talk to you. Even when I have nothing to talk about — with you I just seem to go right ahead and sort of invent it. I invent it for you. Because I never seem to run out of tenderness for you and because I need to feel you near. Excuse the bad writing and excuse the emotional overflow. What I mean to say, perhaps, is that, in a way, I am never empty of you; not for a moment, an instant, a single second...



this start happen since a year ago when i pass by one boutique which is in the building i usually go. This boutique have not just one but around 5 easel for their promotion stand placing around the building. i will stare at the easel whenever i pass by and i have this urge to steal it because they are just soo beautifulllll.. (but i couldnt. cctv are everywhere haahah ) 

anyways, one day i went to this boutique for some window shopping and i found out not just 1 but 5 easels kept inside the store, how i found out? i just saw them haahah. for me of cuz i gone gaga.. after asking the shop keeper,  i found out those easels was usually from an art gallery/ studio and given to the shop. i have high hopes for having them as now i tot they might need it anymore(instead of keepin then in the store..they deserve better!! ). i was so exited and ask the shopkeeper whether they can sell me in a cheaper price. but turns out they are not selling them.. which is quite a bummer.

 i'm not sure was it me or is a trend now for shop now using easel as their promotion/ menu stand. because apparently i see easels everywhere.. not just any ordinary easle. but those good quality fancy ones!! thus is not cheappp.. which drive me nutss . 

but its okay. i have my own DIY one.. is from an old wooden bed frame hahahaa.. 



The feelings that hurt most, the emotions that sting most, are those that are absurd; the longing for impossible things, precisely because they are impossible; nostalgia for what never was; the desire for what could have been; regret over not being someone else; dissatisfaction with the world’s existence. All these half-tones of the soul’s consciousness create in us a painful landscape, an eternal sunset of what we are.

  protect them while they are still exist.


♥ no copy cat please :)   © -Jean Lynn- I'm little bit of everything 2014

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