Opening from Glassworks (Cornelius Remix)
I usually pen down ideas I have for my creative writing on paper. I believe I've had 34 ideas penned down to date, but I can't be sure because I've discovered I've lost the 2 pieces of paper. Years of ideas just lost like that. I'm not too sure where they might have went, since I don't bring them out of my room. To be sure, I haven't rummaged through my entire room too. I've rummaged through the areas most likely to contain them, though, areas which constitute around 30% of my room space. But if they're not in those spaces, I'm 80% certain they're lost forever.
I spent the night playing board games with a friend, at a community game store, my favorite public place to play games at. It's a cosy store, air-conditioned and the people there know me. There were just 2 of us, but we went ahead anyway. There were few people there on a Sunday night - just 4 people in a mini tabletop game tournament, Star Wars Armada I believe it's called; and a few Magic The Gathering players, people I often see around. I introduced one of the regulars there to Splendor.
Friend and I had supper at 11. We talked little, in bits and pieces. He asked me if I wanted to eat dessert after, and I was mildly surprised, for he had work the next day. But not too surprised. I don't think it's a stretch to say we were both there to play games to escape from things in reality. As we ate dessert I could feel his reluctance at returning home, because that meant going to bed, and that meant the start of Monday. I had my own worries on my mind too. We talked little, in bits and pieces, with the ebb and flow of good jokes and companionable silences. You could almost touch the surface of water with your hand, and feel both like drowning helplessly and leaping over the edge of a waterfall.
I spent the night playing board games with a friend, at a community game store, my favorite public place to play games at. It's a cosy store, air-conditioned and the people there know me. There were just 2 of us, but we went ahead anyway. There were few people there on a Sunday night - just 4 people in a mini tabletop game tournament, Star Wars Armada I believe it's called; and a few Magic The Gathering players, people I often see around. I introduced one of the regulars there to Splendor.
Friend and I had supper at 11. We talked little, in bits and pieces. He asked me if I wanted to eat dessert after, and I was mildly surprised, for he had work the next day. But not too surprised. I don't think it's a stretch to say we were both there to play games to escape from things in reality. As we ate dessert I could feel his reluctance at returning home, because that meant going to bed, and that meant the start of Monday. I had my own worries on my mind too. We talked little, in bits and pieces, with the ebb and flow of good jokes and companionable silences. You could almost touch the surface of water with your hand, and feel both like drowning helplessly and leaping over the edge of a waterfall.