Let’s just talk, I

Words are exciting. The fact that I could scribble something here and you could taste them on the other side, in a mind of your own and see what I saw well somewhat similar anyway, that never existed in the first place ¬†is ¬†exciting. Sooner or later though, a voice would raise its squeaky head … Continue reading Let’s just talk, I


Halfway Sketches, I

One of the problems with Sid's airy existence is how childish it seems. People aren't threatened a lot. Back in the prehistoric times, Sid would have failed the battalion tests and end up on top of a watchtower. With a pair of binoculars, a bow and a few arrows. 'What are you looking at Sid?' … Continue reading Halfway Sketches, I