1 The cold draught from the open window steadily grazes my feet as I adjust my sleeping position. I take a deep breath of colonial air, only to realize that the uncapped red wine beside my bedframe had dominated the scentscape. I come to a full state of attentiveness a few hours after I slept […]Read more "nine thoughts before 9 a.m."
Behind me on the bus sat a teenager who enjoyed streaming basketball games on his phone. He wore a Los Angeles Lakers lid and a black shirt with the letters U.S.A. brazenly embroidered in the middle. He enjoyed cursing in English. I never considered myself invested in sports, but I watched the Super Bowl this […]Read more "pretty painting"
I enjoy the first two bites of tiramisu. I enjoy low fixed exchange rates even more. When I bought my first squid-ink pasta, I was appreciative of the fact that the total bill did not amount past the single digits. Given the willingness to spend more for the exchange of new experiences on vacations, I […]Read more "press ‘5’ to schedule a wake-up call"
“There are pickpockets here. Don’t lose your passport or your green card. If you lose your passport, then you will get deported back to China,” started my tour guide in Chinese. I suppose I didn’t have much to worry about. I could speak fluent English, so it probably wouldn’t be that hard for me to […]Read more "merchants of venice"
I rode the train to a peak called Jungfraujoch: The Top of Europe. I thought I heard a wave of wind chimes. In actuality, we were passing by a couple of cows. They were, evidently, wearing cowbells. At first, I didn’t quite believe my eyes and ears. I never thought I would see cowbells outside of […]Read more "white, the color of snow"
I felt a sharp splatter of water on my neck. Followed by another. I suppose I wasn’t surprised. The sky had been cloudy ever since I had taken my first breath of colonial air after I had left the airplane on the train. I briefly looked around for some shelter before settling on a nearby […]Read more "cigarettes in the rain"
I opened my eyes to a low hum of an engine. Frustrated, I close my eyes in an attempt to fall asleep again, focusing my thoughts on my rhythm of my breathing. Breath in. Hold. Breath out. I take in as much of the shallow air into my lungs as I could, but the metal texture seems […]Read more "plane thoughts"