December 2011
1 post
October 2011
16 posts
1 tag
1 tag
July 2011
5 posts
Omoide
I swear I didn’t purposely forget about our childhood together. It was selective amnesia. I only ever remember staring at a clothesline with an undergarment of striped nature swaying to the buzz of cicadas and your humming of some tropical tune accompanied by chopsticks. This was after the power went down.
I remember being very annoyed.
But happy.
June 2011
4 posts
1 tag
1 PM schedule, 4 PM interview
“So, why do you wanna work in this company?”
“I don’t.”
2 tags
Out of the rut
“But it’s only been two mo—”
“It’s already been two months.”
Drastic life changes ensued following that simple exchange.
May 2011
1 post
April 2011
8 posts
1 tag
The process of
I’m repeating endeavors on almost a daily basis. It’s the sort of activity that produces dodgy results since it’s heavily dependent on my mood and the current measure of the inspiration gauge, and my hunger meter, and the distraction bar.
Really, if for the day my drive isn’t strong enough, I’d plop elsewhere and rot.
Occasionally there are accidents, the good kind. It’s pleasing to think, Hey...
March 2011
9 posts
1 tag
Plans for March
Same as last month,
except with more sand.
February 2011
12 posts
Hard to dissect
And when I finally nail it down I will look back and think,
Was that seriously all it took?
But I will smile. And regret nothing.
Because it will all have been well worth it.
