Dear Future Me, Here are a shitload of responsibilities I just don’t feel like taking care of at the moment. Deal with it, sucka!
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The Gift of Darkness
Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this, too, was a gift. – Mary Oliver, “The Uses of Sorrow”
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‘The Gallery of Me’ – November 2012
‘The Gallery of Me’ in November 2012.
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Biannual Encounters
As the new year approaches, so does the first of our biannual “encounters”, so to speak. Strangers though we may be, I can’t help but feel a certain fondness towards you. Maybe this next time I’ll do more about it…
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Poof!
I’m thin because you keep draining me. Though my endurance so far has been no less than superhuman, it is not infinite. Someday, I’ll become so thin that I will be no more. Poof! Just like that.
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Nothing More Than an Illusion
I cannot even begin to express how much I hate you. I hate you for turning out to be just a figment of my imagination. I hate you for every time I find myself missing you. I hate you for…
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Or Else
I will come for you one day and I will take you with me. We will leave this place and go somewhere far away, where we will live together for the rest of our lives, just the two of us.…
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The Bachelor Type
“One person for the rest of your life? It’s like eating only one type of food for the rest of your life, how would that make you feel?” The bachelor type. So naive.