mentally unfit, physically drained, emotionally dormant. multiple feelings caught up within this crushed head. with pressure mounting, the RACE towards the finishing line. with the last bit of hope and the aid in a leap of faith.

been spending 20 hours a day giving our, including daniaal, best. 4 to put our heads to rest despite understanding its futility. to remain sharp for 20 long hours may seem impossible. when all there is in my head, was to get the damn full-length sequence. we're like literally cracking our heads choosing between whats best.

something's itching in my lungs, i've been coughing irregularly at night especially prior to sleeping, preventing me from settling into a deep sleep.

the peculiar life cycle we're leading is totally like crap, when we thought maximizing our working time will speed up the process. no one has proved me wrong since.

the sky seems to be darker lately. the air seems to be amiss. was it really you i'm looking for?

hows that for a logo?

i need myself like i never needed before. but i want a result badly i'd do anything wise to get it.

like a bullet through a flock of doves.