Dear Diary ;
suchanart.
thesmoothstrokes,thestrengthwithintheweak
thetensionbroilingunderthecalmfacadeofthe
competitors,adrenalinepumping,emotionssoaring-
suchisprofessionaltennis.
and i realised i have molted, shed the skin of who
i thought i used to be, circumstances of life
have made me so, for me to adapt better to my
environment, my surroundings-
and yet not all is gone.
i am able to summon it all back again,
slipping back into the skin i have put aside.
it still fits well. =)
Yet Another Day;3:17 AM