Month: July 2014

I almost fell asleep during the Aurora Borealis screening. It’s simply not the same. And by no means does art bore me; I visit art galleries all the time. I’m an artist myself. The problem was that the more I was staring at the screen, the more I saw the inside of an avocado or Read More …

The sun doesn’t go down till after 11 p.m. I’ve been lying awake pretty much all night, but it has nothing to do with the brightness. It’s more the failure of reconnection with my head. Nothing I do seems to give me a sense of pride or self-accomplishment — like failure is written all over Read More …

It’s pretty scary for me typing my only blog of July on the Sony tablet; it certainly doesn’t feel right to me. Either there is a Word Document app or not, but I doubt it. I’m ashamed about how little I’ve written and the lack of mindfulness lately. It gets so bad that I forget Read More …