P-chan's messy head
You can disappear now.
My former primary school used to be just one block down the road from where we lived. It took less than five minutes to walk there, but my mum would drive me those two minutes for some reason. Rarely would she walk me there. Classes were usually from 07:30 until 12:30 or 13:30, with lots Read More …
Before January 1, 2017, hit me, I was drunk on Vodka and had puked a couple of times before the New Year’s kiss. I was at a place I didn’t want to be. I think I’d spent three NYEs at Cowboys fucking Casino in Calgary. New Year’s Eve used to be a big deal for Read More …
During savasana, my yoga teacher said, “Can you sit at the edge of your thoughts?” It’s what Buddha would ask his disciples. “Would you sit by the muddy stream and wait until it becomes clear again?” Buddhism teaches that patience is the key to most dilemmas and troubles. When I was younger, my friends would Read More …
How do antiheroes feel? Who are they trying to be, or who do they think they are? Some blend in, some do not, cannot. I sense a lot of hidden pain–pain that will crumble into insentient particles, as though it never existed. Here’s a YouTube mixtape: Queens of the Stone Age – “The Read More …
The fitness class was disrupted by the sound of the fire alarm this morning. I’ve never heard it at the gym before. I expected some form of evacuation, but it turned out that it wasn’t a fire. A man was receiving CPR in the pool area, and all staff members had gathered there; an ambulance Read More …
(For the rest of 2017 and all of 2018) Urgently think of a new title for my book. I used to be good at titling stories; why not now?! Once the book cover is sorted out, chase the press and publish that goddamn thing before the end of this year. Buy Glühwein ingredients Make sure Read More …
It’s no good hinging on memories. Sure it’s the only thing you ever knew. Have you noticed that the only time you ever think of the past is when you’re unhappy? Why are you unhappy? Everyone learns (eventually) that the present counts the most. Whatever went wrong in the past is done with; there is Read More …
I got Soul Asylum’s biggest hit on repeat while attempting to focus. The song’s chord progression somehow touches the right spot in my chest, and I feel like I have to pay attention to it before bed. It’s merely half-past seven, and my eyes are heavy; I think I’ve had about thirty hours of sleep Read More …
“We are in a world where you have to pay for sunlight. This is when you think capitalism can’t get any worse,” Tom said. I looked at him and his SunMaster tanning bulbs. We left the store and looked at the artificial atmosphere above us, simulating dark grey clouds. The sky looked like a giant Read More …
Mercury is in retrograde again. I believe it’s a good time not to worry about anything and just let the stars mess with our heads and do fun things, good things and even bad things. Suppose there is one thing one shouldn’t be doing during this period. It’s making big decisions or communicate incomprehensible things Read More …
