lost fragments

[from the months of June and July]:

In many ways, I feel that HK is just beginning to open up, that I am just beginning my research.

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All of Sunday felt quietly frenetic, the way my body feels when its blood-sugar level is too low, or too high, or when I’ve had too much caffeine. I fell asleep on the couch around five in the evening, woke up a few hours later, ate a pork bun, watched a bit of Chinese television, and went back to sleep.  

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Monday: the couch covered in books and piles of papers and clothes; unwashed dishes in the sink. I’ve been feeling a little lost, trying to write, thinking of all the reading I have yet to do before leaving this place. Instead, I’m just sitting in front of the fan, listening to a song I haven’t heard in years, sweating, because I won’t turn on the air conditioning, because I feel guilty for forgetting to turn it off earlier when I went out for groceries.

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[Suenn Ho, Architectural Findings]

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