I miss Weimar..... sigh....

The question frequently asked of a writer is: "Would you write if you were on a desert island and no one would ever read it? My answer is most emphatically yes. I would go on writing for company. Because I'm creating an imaginary-- it's always imaginary-- world in which I would like to live.

-William S. Burroughs

Cold, freezing, but hardly miserable. That's winter for me in Darmstadt. I haven't ventured out of An Sibin (some cosy Irish Pub where J's working at) very much since I got here. At first, it seems like  great fun talking to people from all over the world who were living in Darmstadt for different reasons, but now, after four days, I realised that ( Read more... )

Tonight is one of those  slumberous evenings where all I want to do is to lay in my bean bag, hole up, and fall asleep to some doleful  tunes.  And at the same time, I can feel  my  body fats gathering slowly round my already fat-laden waist, as I park myself in front of my monitor for hours at length. I could almost feel the strain of the heavy ( Read more... )

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the pain
slithering in
out
the guilt
floating through
choking
within...
asphyxiating

There's something nostalgic about listening to a song you haven't listened to for a long period of time. Every song that you have listened to at different important moments in your life will faithfully gather feelings felt at those moments, so when you listen to those songs now, they'll invoke those feelings and vivid memories back again ( Read more... )

You know that your parents have gotten in too deep into the Korean drama mama serials wave when they start to discuss life-lessons-to-be-learnt- from-the-show over Sunday lunch. I think I'm more used to the fact that they should pull out some life lessons from Confucius sayings instead of modern (yet oddly conservative and stereotypical) Korean ( Read more... )

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For a miniscule second, moments ago, I missed you once more. I'm relieved that I've been burrowing myself sufficiently in work these past few months, so that I could keep myself from eating out my brain cells.