January February “Win Coffee” — grabbing a last Timmy’s per tradition at YYZ – PEK. Words to live by. See ya, TO. March Night ferry, Hong Kong harbor. April Back in China… more →
E t h e r i e l ~ M u s i n g swrote 5 months ago: January February “Win Coffee” — grabbing a last Timmy’s per tradition at YYZ … more →
wrote 5 months ago: Somewhere in southern Ontario, in the midst of a frozen parking lot on an early winter evening, ther … more →
wrote 6 months ago: wrapped up and bound tangled, in defiance bent out of shape and out of breath slumped against the … more →
wrote 7 months ago: Inhale. Press down the shutter and keep it open. Expose. Expose. Be kind. Be strong. Be patient. Let … more →
wrote 7 months ago: It was about 23 hours ago. I sat down on a bench made out of twisted wood in a lobby beside a coffee … more →
wrote 10 months ago: 有一天闯入一间无人的房间,看到主人桌子上布满尘土的物品,似乎突然发现了静物的秘密。那些长年不变的摆设,桌子上布满灰尘的器物,窗台上的酒瓶,墙上的饰物都突然具有了一种忧伤的诗意。静物代表着一种被我们忽略 … more →
wrote 11 months ago: A man. A lone sax. A church. Guttural and unrelenting, Colin Stetson‘s sounds crashed forward … more →
wrote 11 months ago: Your life will flash by. … more →
wrote 1 year ago: I recall one of the strangest conversations I had in the city. A woman came up to me at a party and … more →
wrote 1 year ago: Chrysanthemum tea with ice sugar, originally uploaded by etheriel. I will be writing about my time i … more →
wrote 1 year ago: BeiJing rooftop, noon-hour peace, originally uploaded by etheriel. I am in BeiJing, China. It’ … more →
wrote 1 year ago: Accidents can be a beautiful thing., originally uploaded by etheriel. …can be a beautiful thin … more →
wrote 1 year ago: , originally uploaded by buen·ʌv·entura. Find it. Wear it. Hold it. Drink it. Shiver in it. Don … more →
wrote 1 year ago: Trust in me, in all you do. Have the faith I…have in you. Love will see us through, if you onl … more →
wrote 1 year ago: Say you will, originally uploaded by MightyBoyBrian. The morning light pours, chasing away moody sha … more →
wrote 1 year ago: , originally uploaded by hailey elise. The sepia burns of days past Lives started, lived, and fizzle … more →
wrote 1 year ago: It was Sunday. I find myself in a little nondescript Japanese car, nonchalantly drifting out of my b … more →
wrote 1 year ago: It’s past midnight. Can’t sleep. Fan whirring incessantly, the rhythm of shifting breeze … more →
wrote 1 year ago: Walking through the maze of cosmetic counters at the mall a while back, I was stopped by this woman. … more →