Dear Dazai It’s hard when people we care about have episodes, episodes where their reality is out of sync with everyone else. Where they see something or feel something that the rest of the world doesn’t. It’s hard being that person too. Especially when we … Continue reading Help
Dear Dazai, I’m having one of those moments where time seems to be both exceptionally long and short in a weird vicissitudinous state. It seems as if the last two weeks have lasted forever but also that they’ve passed by in an instant. It’s a … Continue reading Time
Dear Dazai I’m in my favourite Sydney tea shop at the moment (Zensation on Bourke St. if anyone is looking for a place to restore your soul). And honestly I’m feeling a little teary, not in a bad way, but definitely feeling a little overwhelmed. … Continue reading Sunday Afternoon
Dear Dazai, I’m actually a little unsure what to address this as today, as if every word I’m considering isn’t appropriate for really any audience. I’m also trying desperately to focus on the positives at the moment, of which there are many, but sometimes it’s … Continue reading Untitled
Dear Dazai, Tonight’s letter shall be short. I’m tired and desperately craving sleep but I wanted to write to you. It feels like we’ve been distant for some time. That thought makes writing this harder than usual, as if there’s a bridge to cross and … Continue reading Short
Dear Dazai, There’s a huge temptation for all of us, every once and awhile, desperate for the right story, the right narrative in our existence, to want to point at a specific incident and say, ‘That’s it, that’s what started it all’. It’s like the … Continue reading Origins
Dear Dazai, There’s an inevitable point I get to with my anxiousness. When I hold onto to it for so many days until my body finally speaks up, tells my brain that it can’t keep doing this and then I sleep. I sleep like the … Continue reading Wating Part II
