I love Takumi, I honestly do; and I wish John had written more about him. Sometimes, I wonder whether I can write a little headcannon for this special character that I hold so dearly to my heart. (Well, right behind Pudge and Alaska, of course).
Dash and Lily feels flooding me when I was writing a prologue of this story for my friend (first time reader of this story). But sadly, I cannot imagine an imagine of Dash, there is a lack of description and he’s too good to be true (seriously).
Messing around with this online drawing website and my tablet. Also procrastinating. While Crash Course 2,000 years of China was playing in the background.
The phrase ‘larger than life’ has haunted me ever since I’ve read the book. How can a life form outlive life itself? And how can life be larger than life itself? Or is it that Alaska’s life was so much larger than Pudge’s? But was it more fulfilling or complete than his? These are questions that I will never have an answer for, and will then, haunt me for as long as I shall remember this book. I guess things like these are the sole reason why I always revisit books and why I constantly mull over just one single word.
Today I went to McDonalds for a late lunch (around 3pm?) There was this beautiful mother and this kid with insanely curly hair (immediate thought: this is Darren Criss when he was 5) behind me in the queue.
Kid: Mom!! Can I have a Happy Meal? Pleaseeeeeee? Mom: Honey, you’re too old for a Happy Meal. Kid: But…. (My turn to order) Me: Can I have a Happy Meal please?