“I guess I’m just living in the present more these days – because when there’s still enough water in the tank to flush the toilet, I’m reminded of my existence: I can flush, thus I exist. That, and my casual meditations…” (En savoir plus)
Tag: london writer
Fading
“Is this the price? You pay. For not choosing. To walk. In a previous scenario. Where the weather was rough. The road was dark. But the distance was short. Potentially short. And you said yes. To a fast drive. That took you. To this transit…” (En savoir plus)
Me in a Sunday night movie
“Can you imagine how I felt after? If you can’t, just take my word for it: I felt ah-mazingly inspired! So inspired that I decided to skip the train and walk home instead. Bloody google map told me to follow a straight line for less than two miles and I took its word for it. Little did I know what it meant by a straight line was a long dark alleyway parallel to the railway…” (En Savoir plus)
Cigarettes after sex after a run
“Many times, all I need to do is remember the feeling I get from the aftermath: it’s always—I mean always, good…” (En Savoir Plus)
Imagined Paris 