Ends of Exhaustion

The pregnant sense throws
Sentences
Meaning conceptualized, only short-lived.
Words miscarry upon delivery:
All truth a lie
Laid down to bare.
Empty echoes only shadows
Until mine own sound hollow
Even to me.
Bleeding in self-profession
The inconstant soul
Stands still in revolution, knows
Not itself -
Pregnant, again.

Landmark Occasion: First professional day of my career

As usual, this blog will be on temporary hiatus now that I'm officially back to work (for real this time, no more just a trainee)...

Will post once I've finally settled in and in the swing of things=p hopefully sometime in the near future *eck*

They've started playing Chinese new year songs on telly already...

It's 2006.

Another year older but none the wiser.