...the re-emergence of the long lost blogger.

ok... kwazy berry has not been away that long... she has just gone into hibernation for almost a year... coz she was entrapped in an alternate dimension known as w.e.r.k which she barely escaped... and she needs to find her LIFE back... before she is sucked back into that seamless world...

and why does work play such a big role in our life? is it the i-can-never-get-enough-of money? is it the adrenaline rush of a great career? is it the status that goes with the designation? is it an expectation in life that all must go through?

how kwazy berry wish to be able to let it go... and she can if she wants to... and she can if she dares to... and she can if she just "can" it...

see how the dragon puffs away her fiery breath... watch the bull wastes away her horns... no wonder she names herself after a fruit... and a crazy one at that... running out of juices... turning sour when once she was ever so sweet...

weep not over the hey days of beauty... my mr. keats say...

She dwells with Beauty - Beauty that must die;
And Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips
Bidding adieu, and aching Pleasure nigh,
Turning to poison while the bee-mouth sips:
Ay, in the very temple of Delight
Veiled Melancholy has her sovran shrine,
Though seen of none save him whose strenuous tongue
Can burst Joy's grape against his palate fine;
His soul shall taste the sadness of her might,
And be among her cloudy trophies hung.