I am Tokyo.
Why? I always seem to end up liking stuff that everyone else hates.
I can list out a number of music albums that I love to bits, but have been cruelly panned by critics. It is unnerving. They made me feel like I am committing a major faux pas if I ever do one day choose to declare my guilty pleasures.
The list just grew with a few more additions. Cringe.
But see – life still goes on although these things do not make the world go round.
We can do with some miscellany in our lives though.
Insignificant them; insignificant me.
I am like that, too – I exist, yet I desist.
Gracefully, I hope.
I find myself mulling over a fairly annoying topic these days: Facebook. Should I or should I not?
Red has never been my favourite colour, but I have learned to live with it – just as I have for these seven months or so.
We are back to (almost) black now. With an absolutely painless upgrade to it, too.