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just sitting on a bench, holding a book you haven't read in the last twenty minutes and watching all the people walk by. thinking all sorts of things. where are they headed to? what are their dreams? you will never know these people but isn't it incredible that you are both alive in this very moment, in this very park, in this world?
just two pebbles brushing past each other in an ever-flowing stream.
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yesterday, I sat in a movie theater, watching a 5/5 film, but somewhere between the frames, I slipped away in my own world. my eyes wandered around the room, scanning the foam-lined walls, the dust resting on cushioned seats, the soft glow of the screen flickering against strangers' faces. for a moment, I was no longer in the film— I was in my own world, watching, unnoticed, in a room full of people, feeling as though i am in a film myself.
it happens in the classroom too— pens scratching, pages turning, heads bent in deep concentration. and yet, I lift my gaze, watching the quiet rhythm of work, as if the scene before me is unfolding on a screen, as if I am only passing through.
maybe it’s a habit of slipping between worlds. one foot in reality, the other in observation. caught between being present and stepping back, seeing life not just as it is, but as a scene, a story, a moment unfolding. perhaps that’s the beauty of it — to exist both within and outside, to live and to notice, to be part of something yet still see it from afar.
Feb 22, 2025
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guessing where they’re going, the details in their outfits that catch the corner of your eye, the off handed comments at the end of conversations overheard in passing that stick with you the rest of the day…
Apr 21, 2024
I'm moving away from the neighbourhood I called home for the last two years. Yesterday as I was going back through it after picking up the keys to my new place, a mysterious big screen in the park next to my house had appeared that simply said "28 September, 17:30". It was just 20 minutes until 17:30, so I decided to wait.
As the time came, words starting appearing on the screen, describing in real time the park and the people and things in it. Creating a narrative. Urging people to stop and notice. Notice the palm leaves rusteling. Notice the kids playing ball to the left. Notice the group of friends sitting on the steps, laughing. What are they talking about? Who is the lady in yellow waiting for? Where is the kid on the bike swooshing by going?
I wish I knew who the artist behind this art piece/preformance was. It was such a perfect way to say goodbye to my neighbourhood, just sitting there, being in the moment, really looking at it and appreciating everything around me. In a way it felt like the neighbourhood was saying goodbye to me too. Thank you mysterious screen<3
Sep 29, 2024
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something abt zoning out while staring at a lake just hits different
Apr 27, 2024
no idea what sparked this but i just had a random meltdown over baseball. the next note after this one was also abt baseball so i think i was just going thru something
Apr 18, 2024
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in: reading by the lake / nature walks / bird watching like a grandpa / hanging out with my mom more because shes awesome / gardening / blasting chappell roan / running / napping / photosynthesizing / pointing my fan directly at my face while i sleep / reading before bed
out: stressing over my future / sweating / people asking why i'm wearing jeans and sweaters in the summer / sticky fingers / tequila shots
Apr 16, 2024