Nonfiction

Sanctuary

I remember going there a few months ago to have a smoke and noticing that the grime and the dirt of the soil and the grass and the path were…

Spaghetti.

The year that passed was a number of things, I suppose. There were bright moments and there were dark moments just like every year. What…

A Discourse on Truth

(Or, That One Philosophy Paper I Thought Might Make a Good Post)

About LeatherBound

I would like to think that the act of journaling or diary-keeping is common among writers — those little anecdotes or…

The Musings of January 12, 2015

It’s been a long day.

Twilight

Here, there, and Everywhere: Bits and Bobs from the Past

The Sea, Sky, and Stars

Here, There, and Everywhere: Bits and Bobs from the Past

Sketch: Bookshop

I sat on a cushion gazing warmly around the bookshop I had come to know and love. Tucked away from the surrounding hullabaloo in…

Sketches from My Hometown

Balcony

Raincoat | 1 November 2018

I’ve been getting hit by pangs of nostalgia all throughout today, it’s familiar, but then again all nostalgia is…