Twenty-three

Again, I was thinking about reading some works by Dazai Osamu. As much I know how beautiful they are, I always restraint myself from going that far for the fear that it will stir up something buried deep inside my soul. Even so, that thought sometimes comes out of nowhere and messes up my string […]

Cherry Coke, Black Coffee and Apple Juice

– Layer by layer, my summer days are long gone – Saturday, he rang me at five in the afternoon.I picked up the phone but didn’t say anything.“How about a trip to the art museum? Tomorrow they gonna have an exhibition there.” He asked.“Art museum? I’ve never been to one.”“You, never? But… you read many […]