prologue

NURUL AIN
j'ai vingth et un ans

i want to travel around the world, with bottles of mango milk tea in my esprit totebag.





Sunday, December 20, 2009 23:34

i could hear my head pound, or was it my heart? it doesnt matter now. perhaps it wasnt the sound that bothered me, it was how the sound felt.


come to think of it, they werent separate entities; the pounding in my head & the beating of my heart -- they were equal.