Blogs and Stories
Here I upload my writing, be it (ir)regular blog posts, creative writing, flash fiction, or informative content. All of the thumbnail photos are pictures that I’ve taken.
The Night the Ocean Graced the Sky
I remember that one day years ago, when we were in the car back home. It was five hours into the eight hour trip. Grey clouds covered the sky and turned the car windows into mosaics of little water prisms.
Short Story - “Tea with Milk”
It’s Autumn. Time has passed. It always seems to. Right as you just start to get the hang of the concept of time and your place in it, the rug’s pulled from under your feet and you have to start from scratch figuring out where you find yourself in the big, temporal scheme of things.
「柳の木」
私の子どもの頃に、家の近くにあった川の土手で立派な柳の木が生えていた。学校の帰りによくその柳を眺めに行っていた。長い長い間その静かでいつも泣き出しそうな枝葉を、側から見ていた。
The Willow Tree
When I was a little girl, there was a magnificent willow tree growing on a riverbank by my house.
On the way home from school, I often went to the willow. I would spend ages looking at it. Its leaves always seemed as if they were about to cry. I always felt a certain pity for that willow tree, its leaves hanging down wistfully.