Explanation: found this in my mailbox and got freaked out when I read it because my neighbour had been robbed a few weeks previous. Turned the card over, apparently its from some realtor that just put a house on sale on my street. Way to advertise you creep.
By Ashish Seth
Dozens of streetlights, only one moon.
By Ashish Seth
Writing fiction is the delicate art of withholding information and revealing it strategically and subtly.
By Ashish Seth
Writing is my first love. Then I cheated on her with music. Then I cheated on music with photography. Now I’m cheating on photography with film. She knows how to move 😉
By Ashish Seth
“On this daylight savings day, I usually don’t notice the extra daylight. I notice that I am late for EVERYTHING.”
Waiting Light
A Pole and Cloth
“Outside’s just a corridor, in my room I make worlds.”
By Ashish Seth
Found on a wall at a school I supply at. Original artist unknown. Please step forward.
By Ashish Seth
In other news. Mice. If the mice fought back, we would get fucked!
Every little fear is a little freedom gone.
By Ashish Seth
By Ashish Seth
Puke.
Sun.
By Ashish Seth
“I don’t know much about love but I do know this: True love is not finding someone who’s similar to you. True love is finding someone to change for, change with, change to, change by, all the while being yourself.”
“It’s always sunny; it’s just that in some places there are clouds.”
By Ashish Seth
The Cleaner returns Monday. In case you missed the first two episodes, check them out below.
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