Story | Senses

Click.

It is gone, temporarily deactivated.

I felt free. No more fuss on the mystery. No more urge to follow the updates. No need to ignore unnecessary irrelevant invitation to events and activities. No more jealousy or comparing oneself to other people's interesting lives. No longer required to response.

Peaceful. For a split of a second, I felt relieved. At least now I had tried to let you go. But who knows if I will go crazy, become intolerable and continue to stalk you, haunt you.

I should put it down.


2011/09/18

Story | Revelation

Chaos strike the campus. Beating hearts flow in and out, trespassing banal roads and removed sidewalks. Detours loop vehicles round and around. Accessible routes are mapped and distributed. Red pavings marked up the stop. Chicken wire fences demarcated the construction.

Twirling around the disassembled ground, disaster looking to happen.


2011/09/13

Story | Full Moon

The pale egg-white coloured sphere was the only thing that could be seen. The rest did not matter at all. The pregnant silence occupied the long bus, other than the poor body shaking intensely like madness. The solid slide off the seat, down to the stepped grey floor.

Shock. Telling the driver to stop the bus. Calling the ambulance. Arrival of paramedics. Body being carried from one vehicle to another. 5205 driving off. Butch lady stopping. Transferring of passengers.

Full moon did have an effect on people, cursing and causing bad things to happen.


2011/09/10

Story | Finch to Bloor

Subway transit.

Rubbed off maroon velvet. Bloody red tiles. Salmon marble twirling resin. Orange head caution tape. Golden reflective metal. Yellow popping dots on the edge of the floor. Outlined bright yellow text. Shiny glow-in-the-dark neon yellow criss-cross strips. Highlighter green bike. 2D photographic grass on paper. Deep forest green ceramic letters embedded within the wall. Foam green blended with lines of water blue silk tank top. Pale baby blue polo short-sleeves. Navy blue sparkly liquid eyeliner. Dark-washed denim skinnies. Rich purple advertisement background.

Ended here.


2011/09/10

Story | Spatial Claim

Mass, noise, and odour can claim space.

People with bigger body types can occupy multiple seats, providing they do not interfere with the particular provider's regulations on fare.

People with chatty mouths and high-pitch voices can annoy nearby passengers and make them put on their headphones or even relocate to stay away from the noise.

People with stinky smells or over-perfumed bodies can scared away others around, forcing them to hop off the subway cart and wait for the next train.

Who would thought inconvenience to others can bring one spatial benefits? No wonder individuals do it all the way without considering their annoyance and disturbance to others.


2011/08/22