I wanted to write something about snow, but then an email came from Damien Sully asking why I auctioned my pimple over eBay through this delicately marvelous guy/artist that I’ve just met on the street. I tried to reply. Here’s…

Two postings in a day. What’s happening to me? My ear’s becoming more sensitive. If happiness is ignorance of details of the life surround, should I be happy at all? Nah. Happiness is experiencing all the pain and being able…

The bus stopped. It was dark. I was asleep, and my contacts were in their case. As people went out of the bus I thought it would be a good exercise to walk around without my contacts. So I did….

Sharted bij dooey und dan sharted bij gwey, ey wharp sharte juan blearin tou mal. Ash trou bijlijnday und dan weel die bijlijndooey, atso die knowledge of the mass im knowledge of the spirit bij’n gey shart bijlijn. Ja haha…

Apple-flavoured cotton floss on a stick. Cotton candies are ones of the things in fairs that I have always looked at wondrously and thought of buying but never got to. They’re one of the small puerile pleasure that reminds me…

She pointed at a truck that passed by. I used to work for them – driving all over the country! She said, her bulky arms waving. On them she tattooed a few names; past boyfriends, husbands, fathers of children. And…

lapsang souchong tea brewed strong in boiling water, mixed with condensed milk, cream, and grated nutmeg; add irish whiskey in the end.

  I was on a motorbike and was wondering why because in real life, I don’t ride motorbike. In this world, instead of flying west for 24 hours to get to Boston, my airplane takes off, then just hovers in…

Beauty is anything that has the potential to stab my abdomen from deep inside my soul. Bleed mentally, smile physically, and die happily.

Green tea noodle on ice with sprinkled cut nori, cut shallot and a hint of wasabi, dipped into a cup of hot shitake mushroom broth with cut shitake mushroom, cut shallot, cut nori, rice vinegar, soy sauce, salt, sugar, and…