. The Christmas decorations are already out. Bright, shiny baubles. Everywhere, just about. Half-constructed giant plastic trees in the malls (green, gold or silver), billboards or buntings that remind you it’s that time of the year again and sales abound, the economy be damned. Rock bottom prices, how could you not buy, buy, buy? Grab …
. There, your back, it’s turned to me. That’s as far as you seem to be. You walk, you pause, you stop in your tracks. The steps you take bring us close, take me back. The red days of then, when all was new. Nothing was certain, what was true. The past undulates, the hours …
Secawan kopi Setiap pagi Senyuman gadis Begitu manis A cup of java Each and ev’ry morn A smile from the Diva Is sweetly borne. . . And so. My best friend, she loves her coffee in the a.m. I love this picture I took of her. Have a strongly caffeinated Monday, everybody! . …
. There is a song you won’t sing. It’s the punch that takes you out for good. When you land and you won’t get up again. Fall and remain Fallen. You don’t get to rise. You ain’t no angel, no Venus. When the lights finally go out, you’re left with no more time for doubts …
Kenny Mah believes in the good in people. He has been blogging for over ten years. No, his hands aren't tired. Yet.
