Standing in a tree-lined sports field. An island of green among redbrick. “To me, you are the Sea” And you feel seen. And you feel that you are the sea, and you will move through life thus. Your thoughts will go like this: I am calm but endlessly complex. I am soft yet I have Read more

There is a scene in Return to Seoul in which the main character, Freddie, is in a night club. The camera stays mostly attached to Freddie’s performance and during this scene it struck me that the most interesting thing going on was the softness of the image. There is another pair of moments: One in Read more

Periodically, a part of me places a hand on my shoulder, leans forward into my field of view and peers into my eyes. “Who is this for?” I can’t help but have an earnest conversation. I’ll most likely reply: “I don’t know, but if no one else, then myself. You.” More often than not, the Read more

Someone, somewhere, said relief is one of the best feelings. I’m not sure where I saw or heard that, but I’ve had it in mind. I’ve had it in mind since I had no money, and now I have some money, and I am relieved. Is it the best feeling though? Yes and no. Maybe Read more

Ennui is soft and has gradual edges, there is no horizon, no obvious step that can be taken to cross its threshold, and leave. I have been sitting at home playing on a game. Eating twice a day; I am not doing enough to need more food, and it conveniently keeps my food bill down. Read more