Being fragile and vulnerable to address my issues these past few weeks have given me enough clarity to figure out the things that matter to me at this point in time. I’m writing this and it’s been seven days of no app checking and maybe just once a day checking
“What we map changes the life we lead”, something I picked up from watching John Green’s TEDx talk about Paper Towns (my favorite book for reasons I will not try to comprehend, because people kept telling me why I preferred this over Looking for Alaska—it’s called personal preference!). It got
I couldn’t sleep last night. I spent the hours past midnight watching videos, reading, thinking about what to do with my crisis. When I say crisis, it sounds like something I can easily solve. But I can’t; I’m aware of it now. Some days, I say I can sort it
I can’t believe I’m here. I can’t believe I’m really doing this. I can’t believe it’s actually happening. These words have been in my head for the past two weeks now—because all of this is still new to me. Independent living? Doing errands on my own? Actually taking the subway?
Jun 21, 6:46PM I’m typing this out on the last night of my writing for my 5th book, which I call “ABCFG” (short for ABC Field Guide). It’s been a tedious summer (well, technically it’s rainy season now—the downpour outside is quite strong tonight) of putting the content together and
Hi! Obviously haven’t really been active writing lately. Even my journal has been abandoned for reasons I will try to articulate once I have more free time. I just had a few sips of rosé post-work day (lol) and thought of putting up something here. Some updates below! My new