Story | Roll Doubles

Waiting and waiting, for the perfect place, person, and moment. We wish one day we will all get whatever we wanted. I wonder how much lifetime we will spend, wasting on utopian ideals that is almost non-existent in reality.

Maybe eventually we will learn, realizing good precious chances have slipped by us and flown away.

Take a chance - who knows.


2011/06/30

Story | Bench

Sitting alone inside the subway lobby, I saw people come and go. They stopped briefly just to breath and inhale the stale air, and on they go hopping onto the next arrival of train.

Half of this year had passed by. People said hi, then bye. They traveled through the city, and returned to their home.

Bus, train, airplane. All allowed the movement and transfer of bodies. Souls slipped in, shadows faded out.

Walking in the air.


2011/06/30

Story | Withdrawl

After so long, I figured I would slip myself away... tuck myself in the corner out of the way, to escape from the public's eyes.

Things will not go well if you push too hard. A little nudge is required, but not a pressurized force that would ruin the whole project. But I guess I did go a bit too far. Oops.

A lesson is learned. It is always better to take things easy, and go with the flow. Bets are only good if you know what is going on - not when you think you know what is going on.


2011/06/26

Story | Limps

Everything is not going well. Everything is in chaos. Everything is detouring. Everything is messing up. Everything is not heading the right direction. How can I get myself out of here? How can I find a permanent solution to this stressful problem? Eventually destruction will come, and there is no turning back.

Why? I just want to live a simple happy life, but nothing is going as I want them to go. Am I wrong? Am I stupid? Why do I always make wrong decisions and regret later? Why is my instinct no longer picking out the good choices? Everything seems to diverge rather than comign close to me. Maybe I am a miserable person, a life that is not worth anyone's time.

If I am in an high-ride building now, I would had jumped off and out I go. I cannot bare this any longer. Everything is collapsing onto me, and my body is no longer able handle all of this.


2011/06/25

Story | Shots

Shots are meant for people to take, stake, inhale, indulge themselves in. They are risks to be bet on; they are beverages to sunk oneself into.

I supposed it never hurts to ask, right? It was not like rejections never happened before. Also drunkenness helps to make the not so conscious decision. But then again, life is all about bets. One can only gain when one is ready to throw away all of the belongings.

I have to do this, although my other lucks were raising in very subtle minimal ways... However this was something I promise myself to do. I have to, once again, ask the same question I posted nine months ago. A definite answer is required; just so things can move on easily.

It is summer solstice after all. Perhaps the prolong hours of daylight will shine on, leading and directing my whole into the bright path.


2011/06/21

Story | Constellation of Stars

Again, the distance between had widen.
Being light years away, it was hard to believe the fact that our bodies are practically existing in the same city.

Summers are good for viewing stars at night. However only at night.
During the day under the warm of broad sunlight, you are nowhere to be seen
and I hide myself lingering under the shades of multiple voluminous tree canopies.

Under a flick of the eye, the moment will be gone.
The little star of you will be lost in the universe.


2011/06/19

Story | Summer Solstice

Tears shredded down the alleyway, out into the street. Unstoppable forces squeezed and drained out the body, producing a hollow structure with uncountable drips of sadness. All that was experienced was the process of exhaustion.

Hoping the days would go by fast. Wishing the day with the brightest sun and longest daylight would cure everything, including the acceptance of oneself.


06/14/2011