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What I See

Located at the edge of the suburban areas of the hustle and bustle, I hopped out of the train, prepared to take on my new part-time job in the dead of the night. The stars were clouded by the smoke... Continue Reading →

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Solitary Loop (Finale)

The alarms blared in the control room, one of the lab men shouted, "This American is trying to overload our systems." A coffee drop was formed from the last filtration process. The chief took a sip from the steamy cup... Continue Reading →

Solitary Loop (Part 4)

I was back in the void of nothingness again. This time welcomed with a cry of defeat. I sat there, back at my initial spot, crying myself out, balling my eyes to the void beneath me. The sadness was impending,... Continue Reading →

Solitary Loop (Part 3)

Tap. Tap. Tap. "It is only ten seconds sir." one of the lab men reported. "And so?" the chief commander seemed not bothered as he heaved a deep one from his cigarette. "His train of thoughts is back to normal." The... Continue Reading →

Solitary Loop (Part 2)

I woke up in a pitch black place, cloaked in a patient robe, shone by a spotlight, boundless. I got up almost immediately from my spot. My body was perfectly alright. An image of me sprang in front of me... Continue Reading →

Solitary Loop (Part 1)

Static, pulsating with my mere heartbeat. It was surreal that I was still alive after a bullet had driven into my vitals. I pried my eyes open, welcomed by the glaring florescence of a typical interrogation room used by the... Continue Reading →

2.352 Seconds

Seated by the kitchen counter with a glass of red wine in my hand, dwindling it as I was waiting for my dearest husband to be back from work. Although it might not seem much or somewhat overdoing it, I... Continue Reading →

Hear the Wind Sing by Haruki Murakami (Book Review)

Another Murakami book from me, but this time I read one of his first novels- more like a novelette. The book started with a prologue of how Murakami started off his career, some of the elements there were covered in... Continue Reading →

Nine Hours Apart…

Pulsating with life, the beat of my heart was excited with the expectations of meeting her across the vast sea of distance after for a long time. I was prepared for the eight-hour flight with my sturdy companion- a book.... Continue Reading →

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