Strange things yet again appear to be
happening here, ever since my Escape From Shenzhen landing back on The
Island, things are moving in directions that have met brick walls over
the last 2 years.
Perhaps my head has gotten to used to dripping in blood and stuck with
fragments of bone, perhaps I’ve gotten tougher as a result. I hope the
luck landing with me spreads around me , as it seems to be, and
continues spiraling onward.
Choices made, as hard as they were, seemed to be the right ones.
Because they were the right ones for the right reasons.Stay tuned for more developments
The Ghost That Walks