This week, a few stories of disappointment coalesce into an explanation of my growing cynicism.
“I am beginning to lose hope, finding cynicism everywhere, hoping that hope is something that only actors have, having to believe that I’ll have lost hope when I stop trying. […] In those moments, I am not sure whether I should cry or be Stoic. I am Stoic as long as I am in public.
Are these more stories better left unsaid? […] Let us keep hoping that I have happier local stories to come.” … More Local Stories #3 | Losing Hope. What Depression Lies Under A Heroin Smile?
“I’ve been feeling conflicted about writing this article because for many, it confirms prejudices that I would not like to feed.
A short story of how disappointment makes me cynical. A short story of my confusion about the world.” … More Local Stories #2 | Socks on the Pavement
“As I approached, I realised my friend […] was rolling a cigarette… using bits of tobacco torn from the scavenged “dog ends” he’d gathered from the streets during his days. I knew he smoked before, but I assumed like other homeless people I knew in the city, he begged enough to buy tobacco or was given it by kind strangers occasionally.” … More Local Stories #1 | Homeless Homo Sacer, Dog Ends & Citizenship