Farewell My Concubine

I dreamed of a place... a lush garden of Eden, a dream in scattered Sakura. There were charming flowering trees as far a the eye could see. I arose from the a tranquil lake... clad in a gown of pale pearl gossamer silk. In the distance... Everything seemed so vivid. Smell of Sakura wafted on the breeze, along with Jasmine... Cool waters felt so pleasant ...  I could see Kito. Standing on the shore smiling softly.

And then... I rolled off the damn bed and woke up on the cold floor... How I wish I could return to that dream. Wonder what it meant? Aside from the fact that I really should stop snacking so late in the evening.

I am not really in the mood to do much... let alone work on articles. Not that there is anything new to work on. It's pretty much the same on thing... Raids tearing friendships apart, Dark Knights acting like school yard bullies -- pretty much going after those who say things they don't like... goddess forbid! What make things worse, is that they have no real proof, thus making them look akin to paranoid mental patients   The entire lot of them need to grow up, shut up -- and focus on what really matters... that spy within their camp!

Haha... but no... no news. I think there were a few events and such, but I am not feeling up  to doing anything. I am sure Kito will gladly print the results or any images for them.

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