Dear Dazai, I’ve got blisters on my palm again. I haven’t had them for a while. In fact, I can’t honestly remember the last time I had them. I used to worry that they were a symptom of something terrible that might be wrong with … Continue reading Blisters
Dear Dazai, Sometimes there’s a moment in our lives where we’re obliged to do things we wish we weren’t. Being the selfish creatures that we are, we often forget that the world is not egocentric. That our experiences are not the only ones that we … Continue reading Obligations
I haven’t written in a while, so this is a vague excuse as to why without actually saying anything.
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