About the Author
At the first cutting light of August, many years ago, the world got the first glimpse of the entity known henceforth as
Leon Yip. It decided to douse the aforesaid with sunshine, sweets, and loads of love.
Legend has it, so convicting were his words, that upon his request, the world agreed to revolve around him, forever, and ever, and ever.
Posted on: Friday, November 07, 2008
Posted at: 9:59 AM
I hate it when my actions / gestures / whatever I do is de-specialised, lowered down to the same level of just some average experience. I thought at least I had made a difference, but I guess, all these while, I could have just merged with the crowd and have my shadow mistaken for just another average shadow.
I hate being average. I hate even more to be told that what I do is average when I think that I've done enough to stand out.
I hate knowing that I whatever I had done didn't really mean shit at all.
It sucks, it really sucks. All these while, I really thought I left an impression, but all I did leave behind were my footprints, that had long been washed away when we stopped walking by the beach as the night sky came down on me, my shadow merging with the surrounding darkness, me fading away in the distance, going, going, going.
gone
