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somewhere over the mekong: July 2015
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Somewhere over the mekong. An attempt to make sense of this order, from the dust to the dance floor. I've got nothing to lose. Yours truly ms. button. Hello, xin chao, hola. I write prolifically and randomly. I have no idea what I'm talking about. I feel tasked to see every pattern and color there is possible and to help you see it too. Residing in Baltimore, living in the world. Blogging since 2005, son. Tell me more, tell me more! Your blog inspired me to start my own charity! Posts that are liked.
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somewhere over the mekong: The clock doesn't stop beating.
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Somewhere over the mekong. An attempt to make sense of this order, from the dust to the dance floor. The clock doesn't stop beating. A note from one of the girls in our culinary vocational program. Now his walls were white. Achingly white. Not even a pretty kitshe painting to cover his bare walls. He longed for an affected Mona Lisa or Monet. Heck what about a picasso, a khalo, a pretentious warhol, a. Damn mysterious white flower among blue ones, a. Beat towards some forgotten time. Hello, xin chao, hola.
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somewhere over the mekong: Occassionally, or almost always I relapse into faded memories.
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Somewhere over the mekong. An attempt to make sense of this order, from the dust to the dance floor. Occassionally, or almost always I relapse into faded memories. Sometimes I slip between emotions and fall into a space that I cannot comprehend or convey with clarity. My favorite moments are those that I experience isolated, even when there is someone next to me. On the tip of my tongue. As the back beats cracks. I hit my drum. I get into my car". It's more about the process, rarely about the result.
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somewhere over the mekong: Strangers
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Somewhere over the mekong. An attempt to make sense of this order, from the dust to the dance floor. Lately, I've been encountering people through the different random things that I buy off craigslist to furnish my new apartment. For the first time in my life, I have a place of my own and I've furnished everything in it on my own - more about this another time perhaps. Yours truly ms. button. Hello, xin chao, hola. Residing in Baltimore, living in the world. Blogging since 2005, son. Posts that are liked.
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somewhere over the mekong: December 2014
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Somewhere over the mekong. An attempt to make sense of this order, from the dust to the dance floor. Moving to the East Coast is a mouthful. I felt like writing this because I've had a mentally tiring week. There is something so fundamentally missing from the way people interact with each other - a connectedness to the work - humanity. Tomorrow I have a whole day to myself. I'll see where it takes me. Yours truly ms. button. Hello, xin chao, hola. Residing in Baltimore, living in the world. This work is ...
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somewhere over the mekong: It's my time to shine.
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Somewhere over the mekong. An attempt to make sense of this order, from the dust to the dance floor. It's my time to shine. My roomie from college Tika, who is in Berkeley, sent me a few quotes that reminded her of me:. 8220;To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.”. 8220;The pure and simple truth is rarely pure and never simple.”. 8220;Paradoxically though it may seem, it is none the less true that life imitates art far more than art imitates life.”. 8213; Oscar Wilde.
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Quiet Conversation
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List Price: $6.49. Authored by Edward Cohen. The debut publication of Edward Cohen, Quiet Conversation displays over 30 original poems and an accompanying short story, touching on a range of subjects, dealing with a youthful mix of nostalgia, loss and playful hope. Poetry / American / General.
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somewhere over the mekong: Hello.
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Somewhere over the mekong. An attempt to make sense of this order, from the dust to the dance floor. Hello, xin chao, hola. I write prolifically and randomly. I have no idea what I'm talking about. I feel tasked to see every pattern and color there is possible and to help you see it too. Residing in Baltimore, living in the world. Blogging since 2005, son. Tell me more, tell me more! Your blog, is the only piece of reading that can hold my maximum reading attention span of 30 mins" -Muttika Chaturabul.
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somewhere over the mekong: Why I love Vietnam: anytime, anywhere.
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Somewhere over the mekong. An attempt to make sense of this order, from the dust to the dance floor. Why I love Vietnam: anytime, anywhere. Anytime, anywhere I find aunts feeding me or delivering food to me. Yesterday one aunt delivered a durian to my doorstep. This morning my other aunt drove over homemade bamboo soup. Nothing beats the warmth of Vietnamese people. Vietnamese people don't say "I love you" but they definitely show it through hot soups and stinky fruits. The process of Sầu riêng (Durian).
