In a Vast, Sleepy Valley
In sleep, our world balloons endlessly as our dreams spin fibers of imagination into vast tapestries of otherness. These are shot through with pieces and
In sleep, our world balloons endlessly as our dreams spin fibers of imagination into vast tapestries of otherness. These are shot through with pieces and
If inanimate objects could gain knowledge through observation, automotive headlights could scare us with what they know. They would, at very least, have an understanding
I was walking to the grocery store a couple of weeks before the end of the year when I made a discovery that was odd
Happiness can be found in many little places. The train this morning, for example, isn’t so crowded and for that I am grateful. There’s still
Already the year is speeding along. Two weeks and change on the books, which isn’t all that much, but it’s enough to have gotten the
This post begins on the morning commute. My sardine-can train is slightly less packed than usual, and I’m slightly disappointed because I’m cold and exhausted.
This post originally appeared on a previous personal blog. I’m republishing it here with the original post date. There is a large park near my
This post originally appeared on a previous personal blog. I’m republishing it here with the original post date. I’ve tended to delete the dating apps
This post originally appeared on a previous personal blog. I’m republishing it here with the original post date. From late 2010 through early 2012, I
This post originally appeared on a previous personal blog. I’m republishing it here with the original post date. Early one morning in Korea, deep in