Day: July 8, 2020

July 8th

midsummer darkness – but it’s still bright; lonely stars above – but they still shine

Fugu Dish

Life has become like a fugu dish – Pushes you till you swell like a blowfish. Plays around with you like a skilled chef, every day on edge like dicing with death. Staying positive is quite the luxury. Its poison flows rapidly and violently.… Continue Reading “Fugu Dish”