For a long time I’ve been thinking of blogging about some experiences I had in Europe during my summer Europe trip of 2011. I decided I’d write them down in a single blog post as a series of small anecdotes. I sat down today to write it, and found that just one of the anecdotes …
Continue reading Anecdotes of Europe #1: The Tipsies of Rome
Suddenly I remember you, alive. You were right with me, in that dark, hazy garage. We were about to go out and you said you’d take me on your bike. I thought it would be silly, so I remember making an excuse. I said we’d walk. I think you saw through it then. The traffic …
Emptiness comes visiting every night. I have tried to think, to reason why What gap, perchance, escaped me, what sadness I forgot to fix. And as I stumble every night, without an answer for my friend I must lend him a bit more of my strength. My friend, for all my quiet nights, for …
So I was thinking, when dawn breaks, what really happens? There's a blueness before dawn, on some days. Everything, the streets, trees, the pavement, is blue. Take a deep breath, it's like inhaling life. And night, I wanna talk about night, and perhaps darkness. Isn't it magic, and how thoroughly strange, that there was a …
Late, late at night, you can hear the city breathing in and out. All its dreams and darknesses pulsing back and forth, pushing softly against your thoughts, trying to nestle into a corner of your mind. Even later, in the transition between very late and very early, you can smell the futility and madness of …
One Life 