Tag Archives: Going Through the Motions
Every Day Became a Rehearsal
Slowly, getting over that lost someone, a day, at a time, translated… Put on my uniform, tied my shoelaces, I alighted that same MRT train as I’d done yesterday, watched that lady who’d leaned on the poles with her doll-like … Continue reading
Finding a New Day Dawning
Finding a new day dawning, then, I’d realized, that you’re no longer here, and, I was, suddenly, overwhelmed with this immense sadness and sorrow again. Finding a new day dawning, it’s a good thing, right? Because everything that’s awful that’s … Continue reading