Change

There are so many things in my mind, but I can not catch any of them. They're slipping slowly, out of reach. Strangely enough, the world is bending to form convex lenses. Oh well, as long as nothing starts reflecting...

I finished Separate Ways today. Ada Wong's set of missions. I love this game. There's nothing like a fatal head shot from the Semi Automatic Rifle. And the Riot guns. Wow. I want one.

It's the 19th of June. I've been here for 8 days. 11 more. Weird. The "1" is so much smaller than the "8". See -> "18". Strange.

When you don't get real, you learn to live with make-believe.

But for make believe, you have to get carried away...

All you need is fairy dust and happy thoughts!

Things change...