taipei art cinema

When it rains in Taipei my life becomes an Art-house film. All the colour disappears. The soft pitter-patter on my umbrella is the soundtrack. Everyone relates to the monotony.

I’m in a classroom,
I’m on a train,
I’m in a house.

Staring blankly at a screen, trying with increased difficulty to find a combination of pixels that amuses me. I do this every five seconds. The keyboard is cold. I have no use for it, my input is unremarkable. I only watch.

I’m everything, but
I’m nothing,
I am the only character.

Occasionally, I’ll speak. The people around me steal a glance. The bridge to their understanding barely exists, it is merely a tightrope over a canyon. Their smirks are ambiguous. I’m unsure whether to be embarrassed or bask in the momentary attention. I do neither.

I’m eating lunch,
I’m drinking a drink,
Smoking a cigarette.

With a rushed pat over my pockets, I discover I have no lighter. I borrow one from a passing man. Before I finish, he begins walking.
He glances back for a second,
He leaves without another word. I ponder. Maybe his life is also an Art-house film.

I’m on an escalator,
I’m on a street,
I’m on a toilet.

My vulnerable self is exposed. This state of semi-nakedness being, somehow, more revealing. With no smart phone, I can only sit and think. I hear the rain falling outside.

The End.



the other end of the island. part 1

The train ride was bleak, fast but bleak.


The speed may have outweighed the bleakness. I’m not entirely sure, but it did create a strange effect; the blanket of clouds that led all the way to Mountains appeared to continuously warp with an ever changing perspective.


Maybe I wasn’t on a train at all. Maybe I was dreaming.


Because when I woke up it had changed.


Apparently, ninety minutes at three-hundred kilometres per hour can change the temperature by about ten degrees Celsius.


I was very glad that I had packed my speedos.


While my perception of accommodation may have been skewed by the length of tme I’ve resided in Asia as a student, the room was nice.


As were 66.7% (1dp) of my room-mates.


Titans of the beach volleyball world collided, the match betwee Meiguo Coalition v. Team Aoben was truly a doozy.


In the end we all had fun.

So everybody won.

Stay tuned for Part 2.