Today is March 12th, 2013, Tuesday. There’s still a myriad of twinkling lights outside the window with drizzle in the night sky. Neither the moon nor any star can be seen. Osifu has just eaten dinner. The dish was soybean milk film-sautéed with bok-choy, and the staple food was rice. The bok-choy was fresh, crisp […]
Today is January 2nd 2014, Thursday, the second day of the new year. There is thick smog outside the window, and the city, streets, flow of people, and traffic are looming in the smog, and everything is so illusory. I brewed a pot of Maoyan berry tea, tasted it; it was bitter, then sweet. The […]
Today is January 7th 2014, Tuesday, the seventh day of the new year. The smog outside the window is still there, and it started to rain last night. The city streets, flow of people, and traffic appear more ethereal and illusory in the smog and drizzle. Standing on the balcony, closing my eyes, breathing the […]
Phillip Medhurst 