I think I've just perfected the giant dragon that's going to end up on the right side of my torso... Now to draw it and present it to an inker. And hopefully they have a colour just a shade or three off my skin-tone.

Lace Dragon. Masculine and feminine at the same time. Born from an infinite symbol -- the circle in between my shoulder blades. A halo, a void, a solid, a continuum.

Sent to the Pup.

"If I could walk everywhere

I would go to every corner and find food.

I would be a Maven when it comes to the city.

Turn it into a game.

Find ten pieces of graffiti, take pictures.

First one back doesn't have to do something stupid.

Explore lorongs

In Bangsar

Because there are many lorongs there.

I don't know but I'm struck by a bout of romanticism.

Something is beautiful tonight.

I just have no idea what."

Then he said something completely off key. No poetry, that boy. None at all.