Reflections on The Little Prince 109 pages in one morning. And that’s how I knew I hadn’t read a good book in a long time. It was 5:30 A.M, and it had been a long time since…

The raindrops have thoughts. Did you know? The wild rain is pounding hard on my windows, like a bunch of grifters trying some small-minded scheme on me. It’s like they had something to say, and had nothing…

The train you never want to take Once the train doors closed, Jolie felt a dusty smell lingering in the air. As she gazed upon the passengers, they were each preoccupied with what they had in hand,…

Any day might be my heyday This article is part of a Substack I have recently begun. You can subscribe to it here. I write other stuff than I do here, like this article. This morning flew…

Make your own kind of music And suddenly, she woke up after the first two rings of her alarm, followed by a few knocks on the door. It was like a new era. The sky was still…

A night at the castle As Amaia took another step, she felt the wet mud hugging her ankles. She looked down and saw her boot sunk in sticky muck. She gasped, but kept walking at a fast…

The nameless cat and the four-eyed man There once was a nameless cat.  Tokurō, who saw the cat wandering up and down his street, thought it was a female because of the way she looked in his…