`What if … #01` - 10th August 2019

Sitting down on a comfy chair in this familiar guest house and looking up the ceiling fan for a while. No idea how long time has passed, only my wondering thoughts could tell the distorted way of `time`. Hearing those voices from inside of me, all pieces of chatters, one from one lifetime, or. Something meaningful to trace back, is there?

`Seemed-to be` conflicted set of two thoughts simultaneously in my mind, one for desiring of comfort, feeling of relief and content for what I see in my current daily lives, like a simple tiny kinds of stuff like a moment of reading a book, or scribbling down my thoughts at my own space, without any disturbance. Another is something like being a careless wonderer, for desiring to see something unknown, pushing through my own limitation. 

Always, to start with, `what if…`

`What if … #02` - 10th August 2019