I watched Sleepless in Seattle not to long ago. For the life of me, I can’t seem to remember how long “not too long ago” was. I used to know. I used to be able to pinpoint the exact moment everything happened in my life because I would write it down. I remember back inContinueContinue reading “Sleepless, Not in Seattle”
Category Archives: Writing
Jungles & Rivers
Write a Poem For a Poem A Gift to the Poetry that I’ve come to Love. I leaned against the wall of the library poetry hall.I picked up the pen,Hovered above the notebook page,But the ink doesn’t know what to say.Willing to write? Yes. But didn’t know what to write. Should I write about the time IContinueContinue reading “Jungles & Rivers”
Maverick: “an unorthodox or independent-minded person.”
***The above definition was derived from Oxford Languages via Google. I watched Top Gun: Maverick in the theater on Wednesday night. I do NOT own or intend any copyright infringement upon this movie poster image. Got it off Google.Traced it to this IMDb page. Firstly, I have officially dubbed Tom Cruise sexiest man alive secondContinueContinue reading “Maverick: “an unorthodox or independent-minded person.””
Mundanity
Boredom. It creeps up on you. Mundanity, The other day, one of my friends and I had a phone call. It lasted probably ten to fifteen minutes when usually we would’ve talked for hours. But I had nothing left to say. We moved to a new place. Things are going good with the boyfriend. NoContinueContinue reading “Mundanity”
As Far As The Headlights Can See
Nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing… Anyone laughing yet? I learned this trick from my poetry prof last sem. Who knows where he picked it up from. He would tell us that when our brains ate empty to keep writing “nothing” over and over until eventually “nothing” becomes something. After all, our brain are rarelyContinueContinue reading “As Far As The Headlights Can See”
