Month: January 2014

  • Black and White

    “Do you still love her? Yes or no?” I asked. “I’m not sure,” he replied, with his head bowed. “I see. That means you don’t love her anymore,” my quick conclusion. “No, wait. I didn’t say so,” he answered, trying to string a few more words to explain.

  • Good morning, 2014.

    Round-shaped fruits must be put on the dining table. No one eats a piece before the clock ticks 12:01. All containers must be filled or full, strictly speaking. Make the loudest noise you can possibly create. Call me traditional. Don’t you feel a sense of invisible camaraderie with fellow earthlings when you imitate what you think…