Wow, 551 days on Xanga. Hm.

Anyway, installing WC3 (again.)

I’ll write about my day yesterday and I have some strips I’ve been meaning to post. All this and maybe more later.

-Ja

Quit gaia because it was taking my soul.

ZOMG! Now if only I could quit teh p0rn.

Going to bed. Mega tired.

-Ja na

A new story begins now.

Farewell Song – Air

A young boy catches a fragment of a dream interrupted and away he runs
If he lets go, it will vanish to the strains of a distant wind
One single memory floating away

The scene half-drawn behind my eyelids is fading
Even when I rub them with my palm
The tenderness I once glimpsed is no longer there
I look only at the foot falling in front of me

I’d been forever listening to the singing of a voice that vanished in the morning.

Ahead on the path through the field, a child is frolicking snatching at the red Hoozuki plants
In the midst of the gentleness I once knew
I hope the scenery remains the same

I’d been forever listening to the singing of a voice that vanished in the morning
Forever chasing after the foot prints we left behind

I’d been forever listening to the singing of a voice that vanished in the morning
Forever chasing after the foot prints we left behind

Such an ending is the stuff of farewells, and so I leave everything behind
In the sunlight of morning, I sing a new song to myself