It’s a crazy world we live in, probably because we made it so.

Money, Fame, Glory.
Love, Hate, Envy, Wrath.


I met the crazy auntie downstairs again. As usual, she was carrying a camera, talking to herself, shouting at others…living in her own world. DBS always avoids her, but I don’t. Not really. Just now, I walked past her, and I felt a smile creeping up my lips.

Because the crazy world just righted itself.