THROWBACK NON-FICTION: Joys of minimalism

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So I was at a local food stall with Jo, staring at my glass of water. Deja vu. I knew I’ve lived this moment before but I can’t quite put my finger on it. Finger? Rhymes with anger. Anger makes me want to punch things. Punch? Kickboxing. Thailand. Then I remembered.

I was in Thailand, staring at my glass of water. I looked at the pitcher where it was poured from. Every meal came with a complimentary serving of refillable water. I didn’t get sick drinking the same water for the past few days, so I wasn’t even bothered if it came from the toilet pipe.

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THROWBACK FICTION: The heartbreak

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Foreword: While I typically blog about true accounts of my life, this piece is more fiction than reality. Some situations are drawn from personal experience, but are very loosely based on actual events. Don’t mind me, I’m just easing my way into short story and fiction writing.

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“Sometimes love just isn’t enough.”

I can’t say I didn’t see it coming. The late nights wondering what time she’d come home, that same BMW X5 always dropping her off a few doors down, the increasing frequency of plans with her ‘secondary school friends’, and her sudden keeping me at arm’s length. I felt like I ordered a breakup package and that the delivery was due.

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THROWBACK FICTION: The circle of love

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This is the first time ever I’ve ever posted a first draft. Happy Valentine’s.

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She was walking down the path with her head down. In a place like this, time was insubstantial, physical boundaries were a dream, and all that mattered was the presence of another person sharing your space.

He saw her from afar, noticing her light brown hair that he always liked on a woman. He walked up to her from behind and spoke to her with wavered confidence.

“Hi … ” His eyes were beaded with awe of her presence, his dilated pupils betrayed his feigned casualness. “What’s a girl like you doing here?”

“Nothing.”

She looked at him and smiled.

“Wanna walk with me?” he said.

“Sure.”

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