my thoughts

All Stories Are Love Stories

You might have heard of the saying about how we humans are born storytellers. It doesn’t matter where we are and who we are with, we’re always spinning some kind of tale. Some of them live on in history and become legendary folktales, while others are just told to pass […]

A New Year

2019. It feels like it is a repeat of 2018 but instead of feeling like it launched itself away from the linear timeline, it feels like it is dragging on and occupying the space that 2018 didn’t spend any time occupying.

who am I anymore?

Has anyone ever felt like their name is not their own name? I’ve been feeling this disassociation for a while now. I’m not even sure if I can confidently tell you my name anymore because it almost feels like I don’t have a name. I just am.