And I was bathed in sunlight I could not care less for.

I need this. Dear deity in heaven, I need a rest day.

Just managed to read through an old story I wrote from wayy back when. I think I could have done more if I nurtured this talent. Mind you, this was a submission I did for the BNZ Short Story Competition in 2008. Of course, I heard nothing back for it and its only those people who know me and understand me that will fully comprehend this story but nonetheless.

I’m coughing, blocked nose, and ready to cark it if need be.