P-chan's messy head
Two more friends will be leaving London in the next few months, most likely for good. So I’m just sitting here, thinking, why shouldn’t I? Maybe I’m scared. Maybe I want to save up more money before I take off too. Or maybe I like my independence here. It doesn’t matter; it will happen sooner Read More …
Dear diary, I knew many years ago I used to address you like that because I didn’t know who I was talking to, and neither do I know now. When I was a smitten teenager, I addressed boys in my diaries, boys that I never approached. It was my only way to be close to Read More …
Reality bit–a little too hard. The confusion of this chapter doesn’t seem to have closure. However, the pain and discomfort are self-inflicted. It’s the result of letting a range of little trivial pieces of happiness affect the heart, despite the meaninglessness. And during this episode, your mind’s foot kicks violently against the door behind your Read More …
Maybe I’ve changed my mind and want to go to Argentina instead–go down the Devil’s Throat for some cleansing. I feel detachment at its best. I’m looking for a place to excise this inner heat appropriately. I have heat to give away, anyone? Why would you need it? It’s almost summer… If you know any Read More …
It seems like the snake has laid eyes on the rat this year. Unfortunately, the rat is vulnerable, obtuse and disoriented right now. But he’s less likely to be the first to give up. No matter how tired, he’ll bite his way through. After betraying the ox, the cat and abusing the elephant, he doesn’t Read More …