I'm writing from Seoul. I moved here last week ( Read more... )

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The sky is so gloomy and heavy today. I love it. This melancholy mood is so delicious. It isn't even something to be sad about. It's a sadness I embrace.
I used to think people were lucky enough just to look up at the sky, no matter their circumstance. Like as if their lacks and wants and needs didn't matter. All that mattered was their freedom to ( Read more... )

My parents' house has become quite the estate. Our backyard feels like the Romanian mountainside -- a postcard version of it. With aged pines and silvery bushes here and there. I walked outside today at quarter to 2 in the morning and the lamp post on our street illuminated everything and doubled it still. The trees became a dense forest. The three ( Read more... )

So, the rain has this calming effect.

The truth is I don't really know what I'm doing. My life is a tiny frail vertical piece of sunlight. I've spent the better half of the afternoon with Gianmarco and he grounded me. For the last couple of months, I've been a little lost. I've gone to work, written, slept little, cried, done many drugs, seen people ( Read more... )

"There you stood on the edge of your feather"
..expecting to fly.

I'm always too sleepy to write down everything I need to. Visions often present themselves when I'm falling asleep. I'm torn to and from writing. A few nights ago, I experienced the most incredible thunderstorm. I was out on the lake near my parents' beautiful house and saw highlighted ( Read more... )

I spent the week-end in Niagara Falls near the US border in Wine Country. I packed a few clothes, brought my goddamn work with me and completely checked out.
I accompanied Jenna to some goddamn wedding Saturday but we left Friday morning.  She was maid of honour and I was made of steel...haw haw...she checked in and out in less than a minute and ( Read more... )

After what could possibly only be called a super lame night of eating eclairs and zonking to Fellini's OTTO MEZZO in my bedroom wearing the beautiful tiny patterned dress I bought from H&M for quarters, I woke up feeling spectral. A thousand points of light - connected. My heart, the incandescent heat source. Pulsating warmth ( Read more... )

I have a vision of myself wearing boxers and running straight out of this guy's appartment and into the gutters. My anxiety is on 'HIGH' throughout the dreams I have in his bed. But they're usually when I'm most inspired ( Read more... )

Okay, so I guess today I hit this rock bottom situation I felt was coming a mile away.  Thank God I  reorganized my library and cleaned my bathroom because, for the love of me, I cannot get up from the floor and I cannot stop typing and I cannot stop playing Dog Days over and over and over ( Read more... )