Meddle

Beer Stories (continued): Falling in Love with Photography and A Woman Who Cannot Handle Her Drink She was pissed because she does not want to hear anything right now so she stood up and went to the photographers’ table.  A man was sitting there, looking at her blankly. She stared back in emptiness and begins... Continue Reading →

Bottle

Beer Stories: A Woman Who Cannot Handle Her Drink.  "Give her a bottle of liquor and you're doomed," a brother said. "You will regret it so don't ever ever let her drink even a sip," he added.  She laughed out loud. She was not aware of her actions and words with the influence of liquor.... Continue Reading →

On Loneliness

Someone recently asked, "what do you do when you're lonely?" I would have answered, "Why not ask me what I do when I'm happy? That way the list is shorter. I might even give you a sentence or two to explain it and you don't have to sweat it." But of course I did not... Continue Reading →

Suitcase

I pack my suitcase I have a whole trip planned in my head The places I'll visit The coffee shops I'll stop by to The food I'll eat Meeting and living like a locale Talking their language The scent of the buildings and the air that I breath The words that I'll write The things... Continue Reading →

I think I had or I think I have and I think I feel that everything is real. Somehow. For I have fallen in love with a man that has no face. At night he tucks me in, whispering how sweet I am, how things will be all right, and reminds me of our little... Continue Reading →

I stand in the middle of nowhere, waiting and not waiting for someone. I smell daisies from afar, roast chicken from somewhere, and some peanuts cooking just near me. I feel hungry but bloated, I feel irritated and uncertain, I feel nothing. Is this how it feels to have your whole heart to yourself? Am... Continue Reading →

Better

I have been better like peanut butter jelly on loaf always come with honey and lemon tea. And though I don't know the connection I still said those out loud just because it sounded nonesense at the same time it's cute.  I had been summuned for an emergency meeting only to come home with more... Continue Reading →

None: The Sense of Nothingness

I spent the day like a lazy bug crouched on the sofa with layers of blankets and a very thick comforter. The kids ran around the house from here to forth and I occasionally fell asleep as if no one is around. I can still prepare food for them but I can't eat. I hate... Continue Reading →

If we were having coffee, I'd tell you that these past days were a fairy tale--a dream to which I never plan to wake from but forced to. Dad visiting for my birthday is I guess the best thing ever. I mean, yeah, of course it is a "best thing ever" if it is a... Continue Reading →

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