I went away to earth all the remains and remembrance. I dug deep making it sure nobody will have the chance to unearth it–even myself. When all’s ready to be thrown away, the grave stopped me and cried, “Don’t bury that which is still alive.” Memories.. They are immortal.

Creative Invitation

This spot of the coffee shop is so dull and simple. Let’s put some pictures on the wall, 2 caramel macchiato on the table and a you sitting on the chair. 🙂