City Horizon

Art Blakey & The Jazz Messengers - A Night in Tunisia

Culminating in to what? It's always the case, I can never write what I want to when I put my fingers to the keyboard. The blank page stares back at me in defiance of its empty perfection. To create something out of nothing begins from a spark of motivation.

Normally I have so much to write based on personal frustration and conflict, but to write them here would be an exercise in arrogant excess. But isn't that I wish to show my menial hobby within a social network site already an act of self-indulgence?

Hmmm, perspective and decisions. How perplexing.