Of Memories and Illusions - An Excerpt Today, Mika had an awakening of some sort. It was triggered by a conversation she had this morning with her mother and then further stirred by an unexpected drive down Fairfax Avenue. Memories She walked a block of this street a long time ago and remembered how bad that … Continue reading Of Memories And Illusion
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Reflection
We meet everyday, same time, same place – after our shifts, around 3:30 in the morning at this subtly existing café at the corner street where we worked. Between the two of us, I was the one who never arrived on time. My manager would always find something to talk to me about 5 minutes … Continue reading Reflection
Without My Halo 