Hey Memory, You Still Hanging In There?
March 20, 2011
Never show you flaws, take your strengths and work with them.
It is unfair to say I don’t judge, I judge you based on how you judge people, not money, not brawns, not certifications.
What you possess, might just be the magnet for all the wrong things.
Niceness can be a major chactacter flaw.
Please tell me 11 dresses, 5 tops, 3 shirts in 2 weeks ain’t an addiction.
Before I get down to fucking every damn advert in the recruit papers, again,
thought I’d pen while the light heart is still sticking around.
I reckon mastering the wide angle can be pretty much redundant here on the red dot,
simply because it is near impossible to find a sky so wide, so clear enough to fit into the frame.
Some ship, some skyscraper, some flat, some cop car pulling up beside you and giving you a ticket for stopping by the road while you grab the shot of your life,
will always destroy you.
Time to pack and move photographers.
you’re looking at the southern tip of mainland asia
& you know how hearing a certain song from a far can pull up the memory folder from 7 years ago.
for me, its wearing a certain scent.
As the boat approaches the quater life dock, assuming here I live till a hundred,
I realise much of my earlier journey have been forgotten.
When I say forgotten, I don’t mean a name, an outfit, a place, or a person.
I mean the exact emotion – strong feeling – that ran right through me at that instant.
That to me, is remembering.
How much have you forgotten already?
