For a long time, I had stayed away from these. But the link was probably never broken. And perhaps I am reverting to old ways.

20140125-225605.jpgAll the sinfulness imbibed in these things.

20140125-225610.jpgThe weightiness that it bears thereafter.

20140125-225615.jpgLiving from day to day is as tiresome as trying to look beyond and ahead. Mounting feelings of wanting to just throw in the towel, surrender but to whom and what? How can yielding be possible when there is no object or subject in sight?