Ischiron

   As a child we used to travel to a Faraway Land. I traveled through many place. Places where no one else could go to all the while feeling the mud splat on my face as I run through the forest. Getting goosebumps from the night chills. Even in my room the winds finds it's way to embrace me, cold or warm depending on the season. But maybe for now we can refer the season as it's mood.   Today I gifted someone a "premium membership". After pressing the "confirm" button I felt a tiny bit of regret as giving in such a manner is probably not my nature. However it took me a moment only to look at the gallery of this said person and come to reali

Work...Drive...Home...Dinner...Sleep...Breakfast...Work (Repeat) That's all I can take! I'm taking out my Working schedule to focus on things I Love to do. Creation! (Can't wait for the end of April and be free again!) I'm gonna be writing in a mess and stuff cause that is what Work has done to me. My brain is in a mess.   Need to tidy up :(     Need to find the time to get my bearings to work again :P         Need Time to create! I'm somehow fixated at the name Faraway, so I'm gonna use that for my Studio or my company. Cause there is a sense of magic and I just want to really run faraway from this world. But look I have been on