Monday, December 25, 2023

Wishful Thinking

I live in the pause between the consciousness of the present and the far edge of wishful thinking. Sometimes picking up the thoughts floating on the surface of my mind, only to put them back. Sleeping on disbelief only to wake up finding I've mistaken it for misbelief, realising it is not torment, or even agony, but cruel fate. 

Tuesday, October 10, 2023


I have learned the profoundness of the term "discontinued". Also its multifacetedness, and how it fits, given the context of my current situation – oscillating between nostalgia and bittersweetness of the bygone days. This term alone encapsulates the complexity of my emotions associated with these two. I question myself if I feel a sense of detachment or wistful longing...but I am not sure. But, both are symbolic: of something I've had to let go of and something I am holding onto.

2011  Lost in Fantasy