Soliloquoy.

There's nothing much to talk about.

Another rough patch, this time, i really didn't play my chess pieces to plan. It's okay if i lost the game (of life), it's just my learning process. I need to believe in myself a bit more next time. After all, i've never really been wrong instinctively.

Regardless, my poetry's starting to become recognised by some people around me. I'm hoping my poetry gets more and more of a readership, so i've opened up a proper collection of my poetry. I'm really dreaming far and of great things that could happen.

Well, they're dreams, i know, but there's no harm in dreaming, right?

If 9999 dreams in every 10,000 get crushed, i have faith mine's the unshattered one.