Spending some morning to brisk-walk before my rush hour begins is good to my brain cell's oxygen regulation. I have so many new concepts for my next, next, next artwork. It's good for killing the past.
Delusion is a fruit of my brisk-walking time. It's not something melancholy, though. Okay, maybe a little. It is about getting new inspiration between my busy days. Getting a little escape like what I do every weekends. I feel like diving to nonexistent world. I think it's good to run a mind like that.