It's always difficult to be the one reaching out, right? You're wanting to talk to someone, but somehow your fingers feel too heavy to navigate to a specific person or two. You don't have anything to converse about in particular - the weather has been fine, though it wouldn't hurt to complain about the lack… Continue reading I’m glad we found comfort in each other.
This is a collection of moments woven together, taken from the early dawns and sleepless nights spent pondering on how to figure life out. ⏪ // Friday, 5 February 2016 A week after writing this post - the end to an era, putting a phase of my life tucked away - I thought to myself how… Continue reading figuring things out.
The past few months had been the most difficult period of my life - so much that I question whether my existence is needed at all. I'm sure everyone has had these dark thoughts cross their minds every now and then. "Why am I here?""Why do I try so hard when nothing works out?""What does… Continue reading despite not knowing what I live for, I’m just glad I’m still here.
People ask this question all the time. "Are you a morning person, or a night person?" I always answer, "If done right, I am a morning person." When intrigued, I would offer the person a narrative. One of when I was 21, barely an adult, and living on my own for the first time. No… Continue reading what is your favourite time of the day?
This epiphany is not new information. It didn't "suddenly come to me" during this quarantine. I've recognised it for far long - the fact that I have too many hobbies. However, it is true that staying at home has made it stand out more than it ever did in the past 5 years. It's standing… Continue reading to look at my work without comparing it to anything else.