P-chan's messy head
And this year, I won’t fear spring as I usually do. It’s quite an irrational fear, coming with an image of people crammed in one room. It’s only during winter when I believe that the outside is mine alone, even if it means to freeze until my skin starts to crack. Today is very mild, and Read More …
Some signs only mean to bring forward what’s real. I’m done turning my back on them. How long did it take? A fool always needs a while. The danger of denial is more vicious in real life than in fiction. At least in fiction, you have better control. As the author, you should know the Read More …
I write a lot about filtered memories; we forget what we’ve said and done, but we never mention how things have made us feel. Therefore, I don’t know if arguments will solve anything or if they’re just an excuse to blame other people? Do we deconstruct sentiments so severely that they begin to change and Read More …
I’ve decided to make at least three short trips this year before going on my long, long journey, which is still in process. It’s a little demoralising for me at the moment, waiting. You feel a lack of control when specific plans are not ready for implementation due to the future not looking transparent enough. And Read More …
I hear the rain on my right, and I see the sunshine on my left. If you introduce them to each other, you will get a sun shower. The sun and rain will make love. The rain will reflect the sun’s light and produce beautiful colours. There you go – all we have to do is Read More …
I was listening to one of my favourite Depeche Mode songs a few minutes before midnight. “Never let me down again.” I was also cleaning my mouth with a sip of absinthe. Yes, the initial idea was to swallow it, but I choked it back up, washed my mouth and spat it out. Well, I wouldn’t Read More …