Smoke Signals

What the fuck are you trying to tell me?

My one and only

Funny how some things are so comforting yet so offensive.

Take the toilet bowl for example.

In the worst of times, you seek it for comfort,

At the best of nights, it's there with you in your arms' embrace, sharing the moment.

And sometimes, you just want to be alone with it, and succumb to the silence (or lack of).

Would you be offended if I told you that you are my toilet bowl? :$

Goggles

However, these ones don't protect your eyes from dangerous objects.

These expose us to them.

Irony

A silence so loud,

You'd wish you were deaf

Energy

Exhaustion wasn't even the start of it.

Grown Up

It's time to depart on the voyage.

My voyage.

Start Your Engines

Today was the first time I actually went to work on my car and replaced a faulty part.

With a bit of advice from new friends and the interwebs, it was a fairly straightforward process, but it got my hands dirty, I learned a bit and I loved every bit of it.

At first my dad was scolding me for buying a piece of shit car, but when I told him that I like to play with cars and I am doing this myself to learn rather than pay someone else to do it, he changed his attitude.

Most likely because back in his day he himself had to tinker with his car. While it was out of necessity rather than a passion, I think he still enjoyed it and this resparked his interest.

My car is like a girl, it may not perfect, but that's what I love about it.