Did you know, that I am in fact a very nervous person. I worry about anything and everything. Yet, I'm somehow still sane- however, I'm not sure that will last much longer. In my current state, my current, worried, but somehow more "able" state, I'm capable of writing quite interesting things- at least, I've been told that my writing is interesting.
Lately I've been influenced by the works of Edgar Allan Poe, Akutagawa Ryunosuke and Atsushi Nakajima. I believe that is where I've acquired such a way with words? Another thing I've been told, is that my way of writing and my way of speaking differ in many ways- where my writing is formal and poetic, my speaking is simple and not at all a match for the latter.
It's 12am, March 11, 2018, and i am in a car. On a highway. Far from home. Nestled in the far back of the car with my blankets and food- it's quite nice, actually. I feel my eyes growing heavy but that's nothing some Orange Pop can't fix, correct?
YOU ARE READING
Short Stories; Nez Tanizaki
Short Story* cover from "Black Butler, Book of Circus" by Yana Toboso A book of whatever happens to invade my anxiously exhausted mind and soul
