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- February 19, 2010
Twenty Seven
There will never be a wrong time to say this, but I really do think you are shaping up as a fine young lady. There are still some kooks and kinks burrowed somewhere under that impeccable camouflage of yours which perhaps you’re still figuring out how to refine, but if there is one thing I […]
- February 9, 2010
Ankara
There are two kinds of cities in the world – one that takes your breath away the minute you set foot on it, and one that cloaks its charm behind a facade of blandness which, if you are careless, is easy to dismiss. Ankara was the latter. I didn’t have much expectation before I went […]
- January 24, 2010
Puddle
. . . imagine a puddle waking up one morning and thinking, ‘This is an interesting world I find myself in, an interesting hole I find myself in, fits me rather neatly, doesn’t it? In fact it fits me staggeringly well, must have been made to have me in it!’ This is such a powerful […]
- January 9, 2010
Unsent
A messy start to an allegedly magnificent year. Why am I always stuck in a perpetually paradoxical situation? I hate the connotation of anything remotely conventional or stereotypical, or the futile effort of trying to prove otherwise. My head hurts. My heart hurts. Every pore of my existence hurts. There is too much ambiguity in […]
- December 31, 2009
Make-up
Somewhere in between my third gum of the day and second eyeliner touch-up I decided to let it go. The game is getting confusing and I am bored. The murmuring lips scream for a color so red, I should have seen all the warning signs. There was nothing innocent about the breakfast invitation, I dissected the […]
- December 25, 2009
Silent Night
On a night like this, when everything is quiet when it shouldn´t be, I wonder if somewhere beyond the vast abyss there is a parallel universe where habitual chaos transcribes into tranquil lucidity. The traffic outside my window, the clicking of the mouse and the warmth of the laptop against my lap seem all too […]
- December 24, 2009
Brokenhagen
Totally disappointed with the outcomes of Copenhagen. Brokenhagen, indeed. China really is such a bitch sometimes. Sigh.
- December 24, 2009
Filler
I know that I said before that I would like to write more on this space, but so far I haven’t been keeping my promise very well huh have I. The thing is, the more I want to write, the harder it seems for me to really put thoughts into words. God knows how many […]
- October 4, 2009
Two Dead Plants
I removed a dead plant from my room today. A month ago I threw away another dead plant which was a gift from a very good friend. Two dead plants in two months, what does that say about me? To put it simply, I’m exhausted. Between a day job, playing in two bands, a club […]
- August 6, 2009
Dutchness
Eindhoven is a place of omnipresent contradictions. There is a kind of spirited slowness in the air. I’m sitting in the bar with the windows open and the sound of people streaming in. It’s a warm humid summer evening and there is jazz music on the streets. I cast my eyes across the room and met […]
- August 3, 2009
R-rated
“The branch here, you see? The big one piercing right through the middle of the umbrella, this is the root…” He indicated with his pen on the monitor screen, pointing at the 3D diagram which is supposed to be a representation of the state space transitions, but looked suspiciously to me like a certain male […]
- July 20, 2009
Light Bulbs
I’m so accustomed to dealing with people the way I want to be dealt with, that I sometimes forget that people are different. They have different expectations and different reactions as I do, and it catches me off guard when I end up being a disappointment rather than the considerate soul that I hope to […]