co-organizing a poetry reading today
― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
[text ID: I want to write because I have the urge to excel in one medium of translation and expression of life. I can't be satisfied with the colossal job of merely living.]
my classmate invited me to some gathering with her artistic friends where we would enjoy photos (from some old camera i quess) projected on a balcony wall and drink wine. She herself said that its very pretentious and that is exactly what i am looking for but i am intimidated by the chaotic academia vibe people coming, what should i do?
I spend a lot of time just smoking and drinking wine in this window, and It is not even mine.
This night I had a dream where Andrew Garfield was my teacher. One of my worst wakings to the real world of my life
There is a small private library in this apartment, with many books printed at the begining of the 20th century
Started reading ,,Strange Weather in Tokyo" by Hiromi Kawakami, and it's pleasant and easy to read so far. It's also quite short.
I took them all
THE HISTORY THESE RUINS MUST HOLD
I want to know it
I miss Robert (my ghost friend who I left when I moved to a new house)