P-chan's messy head
I slept for 12 hours the other day. My kidney made me tired. Or maybe it was the new pill – I don’t know. I shall find out at the doctor’s this afternoon. I think there’s something wrong with my mind and body – like an inappropriate collision is about to happen. It took me Read More …
Last night at precisely 1:51 a.m., the breathing of a man woke me–someone was exhaling. I thought I had brought a dream into reality, but I was only in a so-called “hypnopompic state.” I looked around in my room and saw nobody. Then the breathing repeated. I wasn’t sure anymore whether the breathing occurred in Read More …
“I do not know how much of my writing is true, or which parts (if any) are true. This is a potentially lethal situation. We have fiction mimicking truth, and truth mimicking fiction. We have a dangerous overlap, a dangerous blur. And in all probability it is not deliberate. In fact, that is part of the Read More …
A friend said my love life bore a high resemblance to everything Shakespeare – unrequited love due for a miracle. When I hear Shakespeare, I don’t think about love; I think of death, madness, vengeance–the whole aspects of a tragedy. This is probably because I only have two favourites: Hamlet – my prince, my well-controlled Read More …
I don’t resent the person for making me feel this way, although I’m finding it hard to breathe today. I thought my bra was pressing too hard, so I took it off – I still couldn’t breathe in deeply. So I opened the window and meditated for ten minutes – better. I don’t like how Read More …
I’m eating a plate full of chips, pie and broccoli with so much ketchup on top of it all. When placing a piece of ketchup-covered broccoli in my mouth, I imagine a dead caterpillar–overcooked, tasting soft. Then I have a chip that resembles a dehydrated insect. Oh, it’s crunchy ends and another hollow leftover cocoon. Read More …
It only dawned on me today that I’m probably too late. The reason why I admire E. is that she is beyond beautiful and has a fantastic job. And she gets the men she wants while I’m continuously rejecting those that I don’t want – no matter how wonderful they are. I’m not looking for Read More …
I just spent three hours thinking. Just thinking. Not meditating. Not writing. I’ve been asking myself questions that I have heard today. Questions to which I knew the answers, but for some reason, I couldn’t say them because they had disappeared. If this reflects my uncertainty, then I’m quite ashamed of myself. One should never Read More …
