One week later,

And I still can’t find the words to say. I sit in my room and watch the light trickle in passed the silence and trees. I smell scents of old homes through the forest and suns rays while nothing— makes a sound. I’ve been moving this past week in order to enjoy these moments. NoiseContinue reading “One week later,”

It hasn’t been easy,

being away from home. It’s funny how home was always a concept I used to ponder. And if it actually had any meaning to me. Nowadays, it seems to be the only place I say I want to go. Funny how things work like that. Home to me now is laying back in my apt,Continue reading “It hasn’t been easy,”

This Morning I Awake to Gentle Rains,

Light thunder, a grey tinted room, and Haku, my cat, sitting on the window pane to admire it all. She senses the peace more than I. I figure today will be a slow one, as DTLA will hide in their offices against the cold—or maybe even be closed since tomorrow is Thanksgiving. Tomorrow I’ll findContinue reading “This Morning I Awake to Gentle Rains,”

I haven’t written in a while so I’ll say something true.

I’m sitting in my LA apartment watching Naruto and baking chickpeas. My cat, Haku, is on top of me doing some kneading thing she does with her paws while she purrs in pleasure. “Making biscuits or kneading dough”, some may call it. I don’t know why anyone would call it that, but they do. MostContinue reading “I haven’t written in a while so I’ll say something true.”