Do I dare to jump on this bandwagon to carry on the baton? Anyways just did, but wondering what to spill? I never intended to be a writer knowing my level of rotten English built on foundation of “My English Book” that was dunked in me against my will. Besides, I lived a life of Huckleberry Finn during my school days, trying to catch fishes of rivers with my bare hands instead of books, so cannot expect much from myself. Still scrambling and wondering but my thoughts are running like wild horse with missing driving bits running in every direction without destination. As a wonderer I wonder and here I am trying to catch vivant and trailing behind evanescence and eclectic, as the saying goes “imitation is always a compliment”.