May 21, 2012 § Leave a comment
She inserts the disc into the player before easing down into one of the impeccable, rarely-sat-in armchairs to watch the piano keys sink on their own, creating deep reverberative melodies with each string of depressions.
April 21, 2012 § Leave a comment
So, today my university celebrated Holi, the Hindu festival where people throw colored powder at one another and just have a wild time.
March 22, 2012 § Leave a comment
Ever wonder what’s it like to float in the formless wetness of the pre-beginning? To dream formless intuitions and sensations in that slumber before the first waking? To have form but be formless, to exist before actually existing, to be before you are?
In other words, I’ve found a new hobby.
(Hint: It involves a pool.)