thinking...

Met an autistic sage on a random Saturday night in Seattle. He advised me to stay in school and bought me many Lamingtons with his American Express Centurion Card. Our communication has been on pause ever since. Hope you are doing well, bud.

Moved to Detroit.

Middle-highschool stuff.

Bye, Korea. Hello, Americans :)

Climbed a doorframe as a kid, landed on my chin. Ineffable sensation throughout my head. Something shifted — for either the worse or better — ever since.

The beginning.