Arts
Life without art is just 'eh'. That's what they say. Indeed, I wholeheartedly agree. I've been acquainted to art ever since I can remember. All sorts of its forms never fail to astound me. One can never get enough of exploring arts. There's always something behind every piece of artwork that is hidden. And discovering it has always been delightful.
Drawing
If I am flabbergasted at anything, it is of how one can create such a beautiful piece with just a piece of paper and a pen. Countless sketch books I own, and still I can never get enough of them. Drawing is probably the best brief getaway. It doesn't need a reason. It provides you the world when you can't even imagine how to find the simplest description of the unexplainable things.
Books
I take pleasure in losing myself into books where the writer creates a whole new world that does not really exist and I, the reader become the characters I could never be in real life. The feeling of being lost offers me a certain kind of redemption that no one can give to me willingly. Books are always welcome. The journey is what keeps me going -- good or bad, they are both mind-expanding. Long live books!
Writing
If there's one thing that's not changing, it must be the growing habit of me, writing something every one day before going to bed ever since I was in middle school. Yes, every single day. Just simple phrases, nothing extraordinary. They incarnate the days I live. They make me honest with myself when I cannot be with others. They make me tell things that I do not dare to tell. As long as I am able to write, then I'm doing, at least, pretty fine. It's incredible how few paragraphs can actually define the complexity of one's thoughts. Sometimes the lack of ideas strangles me, but it does make me think and it makes me feel alive.
Music
Another art form whose medium is sound and silence. This may sound overrated, but it is easily the simplest of truth. Contrasting to books, music is more vivid and less detailed. Nonetheless, their magic is as intoxicating as the books'. Music acts on us in ways that one cannot put into words. Despite the fact that I cannot unravel the connection between sound wave and the chemicals in the brain, but there they are, existing metaphorically, blocking the racket surrounding us. They are necessarily my full-time companion.
