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First 21 KM (NPE Challenge)

3:30 a.m. woke up by the alarm and some discipline, the wee hours felt groggy but I must get ready for the run 2 hours away. Dragged myself out of bed, washed up with a half-awoken mind, saturated myself with... Continue Reading →

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A Loss In Time, Taken For Granted

Three bows, the third one was the longest bow that I gave to anyone ever. I was holding back my tears, gasping for air as to how much my bow would mean for my calligraphy teacher- 王老师. He had passed... Continue Reading →

Trichotillomania

This is something that I recently found out, and to be honest, I never knew this is a disease of the mind, the stigmatized term of the contempo society- a mental illness. Trichotillomania (TTM) is the recurrent pulling of one's... Continue Reading →

time is short.

Wondering what life would be if I were to put down all my temptations, deflect all my poisons and working my ass off for the betterment of myself as I scrolled through the pixelated reality that reflected the empty windows... Continue Reading →

the dilemma of social media

Scrolling... Liking... Scrolling... Reading... Scrolling... Reacting... Scrolling... This is just repetitive, as if I am trapped in a feedback loop that never ends. Once I have finished reacting to some random post, or some updates from my friends, and then I... Continue Reading →

Breaking Chains, Breaking Crutches.

My mind was as hollow as it seemed, I was limping forwards, into the direction of nonentity, chasing blindly whilst catching my breath frantically. I was gripping tightly, desperately to the plastic crutches supporting my ability to walk, putting myself... Continue Reading →

even the rocks will cry out

somnolent nights, wretched banalities, living life just as it is, intended, constructed. scrolling through the endless pixelated valley, falling prey into contempt, temptations, delusions. days and nights passing by as if time slipped away from my control. choices and chances... Continue Reading →

a million times

Sprawling wide across the cold hard ground, I was awakened from my repose, awaiting for the next dose of goodness from reality- the fragmented fabrication of pixels. I knew I wanted more of it, my body craved for it, the... Continue Reading →

a million pieces

"this is it..." nothingness engulfed me as the overwhelming waves of redundancy and comfort swarmed my conscience. "something is lost..." I was too caught up with myself, the things that I was doing, and I eventually lost it. somewhere... sometime...... Continue Reading →

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