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Zeckrombryan

Hope. Joy.. Feelings cloaked as words.

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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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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 →

“Let There Be Light.” (Revisited)

Time and time had passed me once again, I was standing singularly in the incessant current flow of events, I was dragged by the nose instead of having my own will to go about my life. My shortcoming was the... 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 →

this is normal

Another day at the intricate subway system of Japan, people were cramming against each other like sardines and some were taking the opportunities to satisfy their carnal desires but most of them were rushing to work or school. This is... 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 →

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 →

“Let There Be Light.”

Time and time had passed me once again, I was standing singularly in the incessant current flow of events, I was dragged by the nose instead of having my own will to go about my life. My shortcoming was the... 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 →

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