When I write I spend ¾ of the total time mooning and daydreaming. Mostly about anything cross my mind. Mind-crossers.
It matters to me that people around me love themselves more than their lovers.
The word “quirky” is one bizarre-sounded word that is easier to take as a compliment (for the compliment-less).
As a woman doing things on her own terms, I know I’m careless enough of needing a partner to be together with. As one for sorrow, two for joy.
My earliest memory is aged two, seeing my father again in Hiroshima.
Copywriting feels like enjoying soliloquy. With terms and condition applied.
I often have to remind myself that I’m not a man.………..
Every day before I start work, I need to have a cup of coffeemix. It’s for the tongue and the spirit of eggless morning.
My advice is for you to stop taking me seriously.
I once had the idea that I would want to try something new everyday. But then I realized that the idea to stop making/breaking promise to myself is more promising.
I spend a lot of time talking to myself, as if I would have the answers of all my questions. But I don’t.