I'm pretty sure I could have prevented this inevitable fall out.

You are my storm.

EXT. MOUNTAINS - DAY

An ominous forest fills the frame. The only sound is that of distant cicadas chirping in a monotonous hum. A slight wind blows through the trees

A YOUNG MAN (mid-20s, Chinese) walks into frame, his body made small when standing in front of the forest. The sound of cicadas are drowned out by a crescendo of wind and white noise static. Hesitantly, the YOUNG MAN walks towards the forest, his figure being slowly engulfed in the shadows of the trees until finally, he has completely walked into the forest.

TITLE FADES IN: To Shed These Roots

Once I wanted to be the greatest.

"Melt me down into big black armor leave no trace of grace..."

Moving on.

He thought to himself, "It was nice to see you, again. I had forgotten about your smile." And for everything that had slipped into the cracks of their collective memories, they had remained consistent in their defiance to be forgotten. To rebuild, but not with each other. To simply rebuild; the vagueness of it all served as a reminder of all things eternal and mysterious, true and exaggerated. And "I missed you" transcended the triteness of sex, of hand holding, of kisses, of touches and of mutable desires. It was the final maturation of the things that had connected the two.

Tien Tien

5 minutes more, please. Content to be delayed.

This is the part where I run.

I think I am scared of her. And this fucking island. But mainly her.

Split personality functionality.

I have this paralyzing fear of commitment.  It's rearing its ugly head, again.  

Journey home.

Nepal will stay with me for a very long time to come.  

I didn't know either.

I'm heading to Nepal on Monday.  

So odd how this had absolutely nothing to do with anything I planned on doing this summer; in fact, it is the complete opposite of what I was planning on doing.  I was supposed to be either working or filming... but instead, I'm going to Nepal to take photos on a Taoist missionary trip.  Odd.  

This is how horror movies start.

Today we drove through the mountains.  Today we drove through the mountains with an almost empty tank of gas.  Today, as we drove through the mountain we heard loud shouts and screams.  Today as we drove through the mountains being chased by these loud shouts and screams, I looked to see that the empty light had turned bright blood red.  Today was a scary day.  

The plane left.

Dear TITV,

I apologize for fucking you guys over like that.  You see, I'm a very indecisive person.  I try to go as long as possible without making a decision, and by the time I absolutely must be final in my choices, it's already too late to make any real decision.  I'm hasty and juvenile.  Non committal.  Inappropriately moody.  Therefore... how could we, you the company and me the individual, not have seen this coming?  I apologize.  If it makes you feel any better, I'm starting to hate Taiwan...

Sincerely,

John 

Undecided.

The longer I stay in Taiwan the more confused I feel.  I want a decision to be made without my input because at this point, my only opinion is that I really don't have one.  I want to scream at the top of my lungs.

Keeping the faith.

I don't know if it's my usual fear of commitment, or if it's the actual job itself that is giving me this much pause... but something just ain't right.  Still, at the end of the day, I need to have faith in something larger than me at work.  Keep on keepin' on, I suppose.  

Days of Being Kind of Tame and Not Very Wild

I've decided to stay. Soon, I will be joining this mass of cluttered noise.

Anyway, I'm starting up this photo blog.  Emphasis on photo.