Chihoi, a young Hong Kong artist, is a poet of few words and his pencil drawings speak so vividly of the melancholy, happiness, suffering and anxieties of everyday life that we don’t know where our dreams end and reality begins. The smudged drawings suggest the blurring between being awake and sleeping (or are we awake and dreaming?). Although the stories are simple (e.g. a girl who commits suicide after moving away from home, a man who immolates himself after his wife dies, a father who tells his son to bury him), there are pauses in the conversations—doubts and murmurs that flitter among the images. Reminiscent of Kafka, the moments captured in these stories give us space to reflect on the meaning of life—and death. Perhaps the ways of living are also ways of dying, a common theme that is explored through these narratives.