Author Archives: khzrt

I’m not one for conspiracy theories. The dark truths behind seemingly banal developments do not fancy me. Global domination, secret societies, and a new world order are not buzzwords which I’m attracted to. And if you’re waiting for me to condition these statements with a “but,” I will remove the suspense by informing you thatContinue reading “Day 30”

The sky haunts me.  I am not afraid of it or disturbed by it or have nightmares about it.  Who said that haunting manifests itself only in a ghostly, ghastly fashion?  A beautiful moment – like the flickering of a lone, dying candle set within a glass jar – can also haunt you, no?  Of course it can, IContinue reading “Day 29”

I did not know it existed. Until I found out yesterday, while randomly and incessantly scrolling down on social media. I did not believe what I saw, so I stopped and took a closer look.  It was past 1:00 in the morning, and Aida was still awake.  “We’re going somewhere tomorrow night”, I parted with an offer thatContinue reading “Day 28”

“Bring the waters out!  Pass them on, pass them on!  Bring the waters out!” Disoriented from the pressure of sleep squeezing against my temples, it took me a moment to realize that the shouting was not in my dream but in this world. “Aid, what time is it? And do you know what’s going on?” I called outContinue reading “Day 27”

What if we were to live in quarantine forever?  What if the danger of the coronavirus is never going to go away completely, and we will be living the rest of our days with masks and gloves glued to our lips and fingers? What if the current situation is actually the new normal?  And who said itContinue reading “Day 26”

Sometimes, when you look up at the sky, and the sky is clear and endless, and the entire sky is covered in the same single hue of unattainable blue, and if you look and look long enough, you might lose the sky.  The sky stops being there and instead vanishes into a kind of stretched canvasContinue reading “Day 25”

I sit on my balcony in the late afternoon hours and feel the heat of the sun-baked day hug and flow over my exposed arms.  The day is barely past mid-day, but I feel overcome by the torrents of emotion and bytes that Facebook and YouTube have been delivering to my consciousness since morning. It isContinue reading “Day 24”

The sun that had reigned through the sky for the past twelve hours is now peeking from beyond the horizon. No longer visible to the line of sight, its presence is still felt as the life around me glows in color, which means there is light, because without light there is no color, or atContinue reading “Day 23”

It was a hot day today and the wind was blowing from the North, from just beyond the mountains. It was the kind of day when you’d rather be inside when the sun is high, unless you have to be outside, and then if you are outside, you would want to make sure that you areContinue reading “Day 22”

Crossing Glenoaks Avenue on Brand Boulevard, I throw a side glance to the line formed outside of Trader Joe’s as I turn right into the parking lot.  Doesn’t look too bad, I think to myself.  A moment later, Aida speaks aloud that same thought, “The line is much shorter today.” Car parked, she tightens her scarf aroundContinue reading “Day 21”