Framed in a Japanese Dream

I had this dream about 12 hours ago. Incredibly surreal, I have to say. Let me paint you a picture first. About four days ago, I burnt what I think was all my “mementos” of my ex. I also realised how rubbish I am at burning things. Three years ago, my wallet that had money, an ID, and my ex’s letters to me was stolen.

The dream, as far as I can remember, starts with me walking alone in a small street lined with low-rise buildings in Tokyo. It was a cold and grey day. My red and black winter jacket was up my neck. The black beanie I wore didn’t do shit so I bought a pair of brown earmuffs. I wore black mittens that did nothing to protect my delicate woman-like fingers against the weather so I stuffed my hands in the pockets of my jacket. I passed by a couple of traditional Japanese ramen bars. You know, the ones with the wood and paper sliding door. I kept walking until I saw this shop that sold accessories. The glass windows that reached from the ceiling to the floor were the most modest not that I know what a boastful glass window looks like. There wasn’t any door, which I didn’t find strange at all. The walls were a kind of sea-foam-green with glass shelves upon shelves bolted to it. Some shelves had bags and shoes, some had magazines.

One rack near the entrance caught my attention since it said, “Used wallets. 50% off.” I was convinced that people came to this shop and had pawned their wallets. Following that logic, the rack of wallets of different shapes, sizes, colour, and material were those that weren’t bought back. The thought that these could be stolen was non-existent. I looked at these wallets like how I was looking for books to buy–by appearance. I only ever buy wallets that are made of leather, folds, and has many slots.

My eyes widened when I saw a leather wallet with black lettering on a red canvas. For a moment I turned into Indiana Jones in the Temple of doom, slowly reaching for the wallet. It certainly was the same brand (Tough Jeansmith has the best Japanese leather wallets btw). I slowly unbuttoned it open as if it were my lover in a rainy day. It had nothing but the letters from my ex. “I can finally burn everything,” I mumbled. Continue reading “Framed in a Japanese Dream”

Things You Want to Say to an Ex (30 Day Challenge, day 5)

Dear ex-girlfriend,

It’s been quite a long time since we last communicated at all. I really don’t know what to say, but rest assured I am doing better than before. I won’t lie, I’m not doing fine nor am I doing great, but I am doing better. There have been many things that you taught me in the past and guess what, I’m still learning. I am entirely grateful that you came into my life. And I’ll keep saying this… I really do not know how to repay you, though I you’d say “Just live out your life and don’t screw it up” or something like. So now, I guess the only advice I could give is: don’t stop being who you are. You’re the sunshine in the room, in everybody’s life and that’s the one thing you’re really good at. I’m still amazed that it takes no effort for you to do that, anyway.. I hope you’re doing well, I wish you all the happiness. When we somehow cross paths again, I hope it wouldn’t be so awkward.

– Patrick

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