Friends Only

Everything happens in cycles, ne? There is a time for winter, as surely as there is a time for spring. One cannot exist without the other, not really; for spring to come again, it must first pass on and be lost to the fields of white. (Not that I mind, being someone who prefers winter. It just sounded a bit odd when I switched the two around ( Read more... )

執子之手盟誓續
琴瑟和諧三世緣

One of my tutoring students lent me a picture book today. 『向左走.向右走』 by Taiwanese author 幾米 (Ji Mi). I was in something of a weird mood at the time, so any distraction seemed good; I crossed my legs on the half-demented stool and began reading. By the end, I not only felt sufficiently distracted, but I was actually kind of okay. And so I sat down ( Read more... )