Sudden urge for art…

Don't know what happened. All the pretty arts people created are giving me a warm feeling in my heart. And I yearned for more. And even wanting to create myself.

Weird. At least at the beam of 26th years living, I am getting more down to earth.

Let tears run dry, let laughters bring the roof down. I will live each day as it is. Happy birthday pretty me. Things will change for the better.