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You & A Dream

The truth is I don’t remember my eyes shutting or how I entered this other world where fantasy and reality swirl in dizzying speeds but this road leads me on and on until I saw you coming along for the ride I had grown so used to that my own subconscious keeps a little fragment…

#whatIfeelwhenIrun

Inspired by Sung Kang’s #whatiseewhenirundaily series, except I don’t run daily. Disclaimer: highly experimental piece (as I venture into new writing styles) Four in the afternoon, the sun in full bloom, my desire to run as blue as my pair of shoes, but still I go, phone and keys jangling in tow, as…

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2 Feb, 2021 “What do you mean Ramen Champion closed down?!” / As a recluse, it was difficult to experience the full extent of what the pandemic has done to shops until I found myself in town at 8pm deprived of good ramen.

18 Mar, 2020 | Post-Surgery Recovery, Day 10 — The past week or so has been a strange one to comprehend, not just because I had to go under the knife, but also watching the recent events of the world unfold before my eyes as I recuperate from my bed. The recovery period feels like a glitch in linear time; the reality I was familiar with just over a week ago no longer existed; my routine a distant memory; my dreams, hidden away somewhere. My thoughts are with the healthcare workers doing their best to restore normalcy around the world, even as I try to do likewise to mine. Before I completely forget what I was so driven to pursue before this, here’s a reminder to myself.

Jan 19, 2020 | Otherworldly — The fountain itself, and that wistful transportation into another world every time I’m at the airport.

Dec 26, 2019 | Sometimes, when the dragon passes by, you strain your eyes heavenwards to see through its splendour, only to realise that you can’t, so all you can really do is admire its passing as it continues its pilgrimage from cosmo to cosmo. (Alternatively titled: excuses for not being skilled enough to capture the eclipse)

Nov 1, 2018 | Mandated by the gods. Okay, in all honesty, that was just the glow of a street light that I exploited. Tokyo Tower was our guiding beacon that evening; we didn’t really have a destination, so we simply followed the iconic tower that somehow managed to loom over the entire city without appearing intimidating. We walked, Coolish in one hand, phone in the other, never knowing what might greet you around the next bend. There are probably two guarantees in Tokyo — a Lawson’s convenience store around every street corner, and an unexpected moment of pure magic.

Oct 29, 2018 | The quintessential elements of Japan’s countryside — a breathtaking mountain and grass stalks that looked like golden wheat, which to me represented Japan’s agricultural roots. All that was needed to complete the aesthetic was a temple, some 100 steps behind me after already climbing 150. I remember having a sensory overload whilst attempting to soak in everything, from the crisp autumn wind gently washing over my face, to the chatter of Japanese all around me, to the traffic-light colour palette that adorned almost every single tree in Arakurayama Sengen Park. More importantly, I managed to drive my way there without crashing into a heap. Definitely my biggest achievement in 27 disappointing years of existence so far.

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