i remember creating a photo album “your life has just begun” when i started work

maybe it was some wishful thinking on my part when i name it that way

maybe it was some sort of encouragement to myself

but to be honest -

i can never shake the feeling that my life ended in every possible way when i toiled in IFC 2 late at nights and over the weekends

and frankly, how many photos can i even put in that album? and some of them are even those in new york, before my life ended.

too much pride, too little guts.

so one day

all these will pass

good times will come

the right one will fall into place.