Oct 18, 2014

Haruki Murakami’s “Scheherazade”

"Life is strange, isn’t it? You can be totally entranced by something one minute, be willing to sacrifice everything to make it yours, but then a little time passes, or your perspective changes a bit, and all of a sudden you’re shocked at how its glow has faded."

Oct 14, 2014

Dating Games

At first it’s this unspoken game of Hide and Seek but instead of the goal being hiding, it becomes being sought. Actively looking for way to cross paths but hiding your intent to do so. Then soon things evolve to a game of tag. You call him and he calls you. He touches you and you touch him. He kisses you and you kiss him. Before you know it you’re both wrestling each other to the ground. Awaken by the realization that you've just reached a new level you retrieve to your side and he goes to his. Now you’re sitting across a table playing a game of battleships, fishing for answers with vague questions that are filled with hits and miss.


You've officially entered a game of emotional chicken. You start playing charades with one another both of you trying to decipher meaning of the other’s actions without giving anything away. Finally you come to the realization that in other for the guessing to end one of you is going to have to step up and now you’re playing Russian roulette with each declarative word you’re pulling the trigger and their reaction or lack thereof is the trigger.