I was sitting in the boarding room waiting for my flight –listening to music to keep me sane after a 9+ hour transit—when a Canadian guy with a slick comb over asked me where I was headed. I could barely hear him over the musical sounds in my ears and was slightly caught off guard when he brought me into the conversation. He seemed contempt talking the couple sitting next to him moments before, and I was happy just observing the ebb and flow of their conversation without hearing a word being said.  I replied “I am headed to Chiang … Continue reading The sensations of travel

We have people that are very well adjusted, in the sense that their livelihoods are held together firmly by their attunement to the world around them. I guess—and I can only guess—that one can be easily enveloped in the sensation of what it means to have this seeming level of security, so much so that all child-like curiosity subsides. Labels and authority are possessed with more gravitas, and the enclosed ecosystem of one’s life experienced freely, as though there is nothing more to behold. I do not deem this idea of reality good or bad, although yes, my writing is … Continue reading Otherworldly