White Walls

I have been staring at white walls for almost three years. Ideas floating in and out of my head like the morning rush hour on the freeway. Sometimes, it is bumper to bumper with ideas. Sometimes, it is freakishly fast and you wonder where all the “traffic” has gone to. You feel lazy, but it … More White Walls

Doodles

Found a box of my doodles. I could not help but to smile as I leafed through them. Some dating back to High School, others are 20 to 30 years old. Edges torn, coffee spilled on, but I still kept them. Each one with a short story attached. A memory. A space in time where … More Doodles