fragments of thought; with long stride, dazed and pleased and confused I come back to the room I’ve never left.

My greatest pleasure is to be alone. I like to… to go out under the sun, the rain, I don’t like the wind much, I enjoy watching the trees, trees are poems they say; I like taking photos of the cats I come across, I like talking to people spontaneously.  I believe…  each person could govern himself harmoniously, for there would be no conflict of purpose among people.  I believe… I could always change my mind up to the last day, each new moment.

My heart demands that the sovereign of the mind must be followed; I realize… my ideals more and more as and when my strength approximates, in greater and greater degree. The deeper the understanding of my faculties and powers, the more inward is the manner in which the virtues are discovered in a condition which tends to advance towards possibility.

The quiet apartment and a fleeting desire to stay, to move again, to travel, to go back home, to go jogging, to be writing stories, to live, to love here forever fills my heart. Then, under the moon ,I come again with long stride, dazed and pleased and confused to the room I’ve never left. I think .. I’d like to go out under the night; but it’s windy out there and as I said I don’t like wind much.  I could always change my mind up to…now.