P-chan's messy head
I might be obsessed with a number that I’ve always related to death because, in the Chinese language, this number sounds like death. It’s the word “death” in a very low-pitched tone. It has been chasing me for several months now, and I don’t know how to escape it, not to mention ignore it. So I’ve Read More …
This is the first time in a year that I got ill again. A cold that usually lasts for a couple of hours has extended to several days. I fall asleep quickly, but I would wake up three to four times in the middle of the night for no particular reason. It’s as if my Read More …
It’s like descending from a mammal to an arthropod. There is not much of an epiphany here, neither are there any pivotal revelations, apart from legs. Do you need that many legs to walk as one single being? I might be descending, but for a good reason, such as intending to recollect my will and Read More …
I didn’t realise that I was in chains. For some masochistic reasons, it almost feels like I wanted it as if I had nothing better to pursue. From now on, self-neglect will be my greatest sin (and cowardice). The truth is that I’m exhausted. The core of my body and conscience are still digesting, although Read More …