And somewhere between pairing socks and untangling a bedsheet, with the happy tunes of Stray Kids in the background, the thought slipped in.
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The things we forget, and the things we fight to remember.
Some mornings start with coffee, some with tears. Lately, it’s a two-for-one situation The day started with poorly-hidden tears, as it sometimes does lately. It wasn’t even 9 in the morning yet. The sky outside was doing that soft, indecisive thing where it can’t quite figure out if it wants to be grey or blue. … Continue reading The things we forget, and the things we fight to remember.
Spite and other reasons to stay alive
Live because the world doesn’t want you to. Because someone said you couldn’t. Because the government is a mess and the system is rigged and Enrile is still alive and we simply cannot let him win.
Life in Music: Late night drives to Mr. Brightside
My therapist said that love is a noun, a verb, and a conversation.
For moments that demand silence: Hualien, Taiwan
Luck may be fickle, and life is a bitch, but the universe favours the determined.
Life in music: January 2024
But despite the perceived length of the days of January, there are still so many things to be grateful for -- moments to catch up with loved ones, quiet afternoons, moving to music, getting that chore you've been putting off for 2 months done in 5 minutes.
Of closure and other myths
They may have broken you, but remember that you are not a thing -- you are capable of putting yourself back together.
Apart but a part: Some things I figured out living alone for over a decade
Don't use straws. Especially when you're drinking boba.
Pondering the wonder of an untethered life
Commitment. Fucking big word.
Finding love in questionable places: Hue, Vietnam
Or, pondering permanence and the search for the best Bun Bo
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