“i feel…astray. like being in a new city with a map that keeps directing me anywhere but my destination; drowning in the deepest darkest ocean; floating in the sky with the wind pushing me wherever it wants to take me. i feel small, smaller than dust. my heart wrenches itself…

I’m a tourist in my own city. I’ve lived here most of my life yet I still haven’t remembered the ways to go to places and need a map to guide me everywhere. I have driven around in the center of the city and its outskirt but I managed to…

when he said he hated technology. Growing up, he had always talked to me about how technology robs us from our nature. From our peace and contentment. He would say humans will eventually seek out conventionality and get back to our roots. I would grunt and put on an annoyed…

people leave something behind when they walk away. not their steps or stuff. when someone leaves you, parts of them stay with you, some way or another. they leave their thoughts, and routines, and favorite songs. they leave you memories and spoken words that feels too good to not be…

i want to talk about the sky, its beauty, and surprises. when i see clouds in the sky, i like to look at it and see what shapes i could make of it, even when they are all messed up together. and sometimes the sky would turn orange and i…

“time flies when you’re having fun” they laughed. such a cliché saying, they thought. “it’s true, though. look at the time. i bet the next time we look out the window, it’s gonna be morning and the sun is gonna be up already.” “yeah, i guess..”, she let out a…

“Sometimes I have been seized by the childish desire never to return to the burrow again, but to settle down somewhere close to the entrance, to pass my life watching the entrance, and gloat perpetually upon the reflection — and in that find my happiness — how steadfast a protection…