after hours…
Monday, July 28th, 2008 Posted in ramblings | 1 Comment »Empty hallway, deserted rooms, I look through the office window and see the hazy glow of the lights outside over a vacant parking lot. Silence can be heard over the hum of office machines. All is still except for the ...
Note to Self: Just do as your told
Friday, July 18th, 2008 Posted in ramblings | 2 Comments »note to self: You have to start listening to your wife more. Obviously you automatically tune her voice out whenever she starts to tell you to do something. And as always, you end up fucking things up which invariably leads ...
a long lost brother
Friday, July 11th, 2008 Posted in remembrances | 2 Comments »At times it catches me off guard, thoughts of you. I still can't explain the way I feel. All I know is the fact that you've been gone for years. It's like you've dropped off the face of the earth. ...
an old friend at the au bon pain
Wednesday, July 9th, 2008 Posted in remembrances | No Comments »"so why are you here?" Esther asked as we sat together at a local au bon pain. "there's no beating around the bush with you, Esther," I said, stalling as I tried to think of something clever to say next. ...
a scene from an asian dad’s life
Tuesday, July 8th, 2008 Posted in all about me, remembrances | 3 Comments »[the scene begins] friday evening. 6pm. man walks into home after his day at the office. the kids are silent in their rooms. The man's spouse is lying on their bed in the master bedroom upstairs. man takes a deep ...
not in the mood
Monday, July 7th, 2008 Posted in all about me, rants | No Comments »are you satisfied now? do you like making your man feel small? yes, I know that I lied to you and I already feel like shit about it. But you didn't have to belittle me in front of the kids ...
sinking sand
Thursday, July 3rd, 2008 Posted in remembrances | No Comments »as the fan turns overhead gently stirring the air between us, I silently study her dimly lit form while she's fast asleep. I look to her for answers for I do not understand. how can such beauty possess such deep hatred for another? ...
