The other day I read a blog post by former Guardian columnist Oliver Burkeman that gave me an enlightening sort of realization. The idea that he was suggesting is quite simple, yet transformative for how I do things now. And so I wish to relay the idea to others in hopes of perhaps lending a…
Today as I physically relocated myself to a new place I had lots of thoughts on my mind. I had outbursts of emotions too, though they are too personal and too hard to capture in words for me to fully describe them here. Let’s just say what I have planned in the next few months…
I am a woman in her 20s, so inevitably body insecurities routinely plague my mind. Somehow despite all my efforts to build up self-confidence and a resistance against media messages about the ideal kind of face or body to have, I still once in a while break down under the toxic beauty standards perpetuated by…
Blogging has become one of my favorite activities this year, after I made the commitment to express ideas just as regularly as taking them in (mostly via books). Blogging isn’t quite like my experience with journaling, which is private, self-oriented rather than audience-oriented. I have noticed that my voice in journaling and blogging does not…
“Aesthetic” is a word I have seen thrown around a lot on the internet these days, and you might have too especially if you’re part of the tumblr/pinterest/instagram crowds. Being “aesthetic” or “aesthetically pleasing” often means abiding by a set of visual concepts or patterns that appeal to the eye and/or represent a certain subcultural…
It has been a while since I last published a blog post that isn’t a book review. At the start of this year I sort of made a promise to myself (though no pressure) to dedicate more time and effort to blogging and sharing my thoughts publicly with others. I already keep a journal and…
In 2022 I will be turning 25 and as much as I resist the thought, I’m feeling like this is meant to be a significant milestone in my life. From what I’ve seen among my friends, I (we) need to either visibly struggle with a quarter-life crisis or otherwise transform into a fully functioning adult…
Life feels unreal. WHY are we just 3 weeks away from freaking twenty TWENTY TWO when my last REAL memories are all from twenty NINETEEN? I’m just steps away from officially wasting two full years of my life, at least mentally. Nothing really came out of 2020 and 2021, and I feel like my mind…
I’ve had a particularly acute fit of anxiety in which I just couldn’t escape doubts and worries about my existence in this world and what I ought to make of my life and future. All I would do all day was to sit and feel helpless about every situation I could possibly envision, which then…
I had a funny thought the other day. How would one live their life if a whole life were to fit into only 24 hours? If each day we woke up and it marked the beginning of a brand new life, in which our attachments to the past were but severed, and any events happening…
I just finished a book titled How Do You Live?, written by Genzaburo Yoshino almost a century ago. It’s a heart-warming and humane story published in the midst of one of the ugliest, most brutal eras of Japan. The coming-of-age story of fifteen-year-old Copper and his friends and uncle was dedicated to a generation of…
I’ve for a long time entertained this idea that I could possibly squeeze about six or seven careers into my life, based on this (unscientific) assumption that it takes on average 10,000 hours to master a specific field. If I manage to live to eighty something years old and stay in good health, I have…
Blogging has never been a particularly taxing task for me, but once in a while I either forget entirely about the existence of my blog or feel an insurmountable dread towards the act of putting my thoughts down to a screen and share them publicly. This is why for a while blogging has remained a…
In the age of digital media, I am among the majority who opt for a phone camera to capture everyday moments for future reminiscence. The strange thing about this is that after a while, all these moments just sort of blend into a blur and occasionally, staring at a photo cannot even conjure the particular…