I raised a coffee cup to my mouth but when I sipped, a blue bird flew out. Its feathers rang songs of the sea as it flew--a smell of sea salt and cigarette ash swam in the air. For years since we stopped having our morning coffee, all I could see was blue. The world … Continue reading short fiction story: im sitting in a cafe and my coffee cup looks depressed.
i knew exactly what i wanted this post to be about but i couldn't think of a title. then, i was walking through Walmart and saw a title of a movie called "something's gotta give". personally, the movie sounded terrible but the title really resonated with me. something's always gotta give in this world, make … Continue reading something’s gotta give
in exactly sixteen days, it will be two thousand and eighteen. and as someone who either mind maps into the future or journeys into the past, the idea of time is equally amusing and fearful to me. looking back at this year, i have achieved so much, changed so much, and failed so much. and … Continue reading two thousand eighteen