Where do the days go, if not with you?

I must leave soon so the most I can say, is to love. Love existence. Love it all. There’s nothing more than that and if you do find something else, it very much may be a lie. Where could I go, if not with you? Where do the days go, if not with you? TheContinue reading “Where do the days go, if not with you?”

Do people read on Saturdays?

What’s usually associated with weekends in LA are hang overs and beach days so I’m sure at some point someone is reading something.. It’s Saturday and I’m up before My Love in order to get some work done. My Cat Haku and I watch a man below our balcony weed-whack the side of our streetContinue reading “Do people read on Saturdays?”

It’s already the evening

And don’t think I forgot about you. After the whole day of running my cat Haku around, I collapsed on my bed and napped until this present moment. Synchronicities beyond compare have blown my mind away after running into a childhood friend from New York last night. What are the odds? It’s almost night andContinue reading “It’s already the evening”

it’s late and i’ll be writing something tomorrow

but the anxiety makes me write this now. With so much always consistently happening, it’s hard to keep up. I’ll be moving at the end of this month and it doesn’t seem to be any more than nerve wrecking. Moving always makes me anxious. Especially when you don’t actually have a place to move toContinue reading “it’s late and i’ll be writing something tomorrow”

For those awake,

By changing the time zone of my posts, I wonder who this’ll reach. It’s past 7AM here; the break of day is creeping in through my window, the air is cold, and Haku, my cat, lays across my arms as I write this. How was your weekend? For some, the days may blend in withContinue reading “For those awake,”

It’s 4:44

and I woke up before my alarm. If I had a choice, maybe I wouldn’t have. Haku, my cat, does this thing where she loves to scratch at both my closets doors and my drawers in order to open them. They never open. So it’s an endless scratching sound that annoys me day and night.Continue reading “It’s 4:44”