It’s strange how for many of us, our privilege to fly was in fact earned for us by others who complied to stay.
Way out of dreams
A tropical Sunday from 5 years ago
There is a salty, greasy yet safe taste of blood that discharges into your mouth from a falling tooth. Ages 8 – 12? I can’t even remember when I lost my teeth. But the taste is distinct. It’s different from say when you bite your teeth into your inner cheek, or the taste of other…
The beauty of the comma lies in all it stands for. Comma is hope, just like semi-colon is (the better) alternative to a full-stop. It’s an appeal to pause and to look around, to not get lost in details when it gets too much, to not lose track of all that makes life beautiful.
We had a bunch of virtual social activities in the orientation week of my summer internship. There were 55 of us summer interns, and one of the activities was sharing a favorite picture or a memory. I cannot say I enjoyed all the games we played, particularly If you could be anywhere in the world…
Ah the good songs and places and things people ruin for us
The snapshot is the post
Steve Carell, friends, family and my crush – what more could I want in a dream?
I didn’t realize until my birthday two weeks ago, when a friend pointed it out, that I haven’t published much lately. brent talking was posted on March 31 and there has been exactly one blogpost since. Time has flied and I haven’t noticed. But also, drafts have been piling up since the last week of April. I…