Hi. Meet me at the Yellow Intersection.

First post. I’ve been thinking about what to name this entry; it should be extravagant; it should be catchy; it should be mind-boggling-making-you-think-that-the-author-is-a-genius. But I changed my mind.

Art. My brain is one big empty canvas with an undecided artist; confused between the detailed art and an abstract, again pretending to be deep with one helluva IQ.

Travel. I’ve traveled the world… in my mind. I want to see as many places as there are around the globe. But I am one lazy ass. And a paranoid one. I would always go back to my comfort zone any second I get a goosebump.

Music. I like singing… when no one’s around. I believe I have a great voice which unfortunately curls up every time someone hears me hitting a note. Or have I really hit a note yet?

Literature. Fashion. Romance. Whatever. I am fascinated by the Victorian era. I adore how sophisticated and elegant the ladies were in their flamboyant don’t-you-dare-breathe-dresses, and I love how romantic, not to mention grandiose, the men were back then. Period.

Blush Pink Flowers. Peonies. They’re pretty.

Mantra. “All things pass”. “Khalli Walli”. “You do you”. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ I can’t be bothered, you know.