last days of june

I walked before, smoked during, and slept after the rain. Thinking about the future I missed out on what color the trees...

100

I have written the same thing one hundred times, and one hundred times I have shared it. Have I learned nothing? Have I learned it all over and over again? Continuous lessons in what it means to be alive are branded onto the same scared spirt housed in freshly...

三十

And here I am again telling stories to tell stories about. Next week we’ll recount how wonderful the twists and turns were. Next month we’ll remark that they were enthralling and exciting. Next year we’ll reflect and try to build new stories. Next decade we’ll...

early march

Everything is going by so fast now. I have grown comfortable in waiting. Soon things will continue to be as they are. Even sooner things will change. I haven’t appreciated the trees or the clouds as much as I would like. 今度は今度...

rambling 2/5/24

I had been mourning the loss of this friendship for a time already. Is that why the final blow barely even stung? In fact it is more freeing than anything else. No more pressure to try and keep up. No more attempts that make me feel I am not enough. Months of...