Too many times do we forget to be thankful for the small things in life as it zips by. It is also, always, a good idea to take notice of such moments (plus, these are pictures from a date night).

I would rather carry on with the hard road.

A drift-like state-of-being filled with unease.

The hour between midnight and early dawn.

Late night rambling.

Whether it be a friend or a past-lover, everyone who enters your life will eventually leave at some point, or maybe it is you doing the leaving.

A note for the LGBTQIA+ community and for those still waiting to blossom at the right time (plus very crappy illustration).

A quick story with rushed illustration.

Everyone has an ideal girl in mind, no? I suppose this is mine.

Something that is probably meant to be, and still is.

Something that could have been, but is not.

Things that once were, but is now not.