I think about how many versions of us exist only in other people’s memories. There’s a version of you that lives in someone you no longer speak to, frozen in time and unchanged. Then, there’s another version

Today, something found its way back to me and it immediately meant everything and also made my day. Four years ago, I was given a soursop by a friend from high school. He knew I loved soursops so when

It infuriates me when a film is set in a fine countryside and gives this disconnect to reconnect energy but ends up under delivering. This film looked so promising I couldn’t skip it but guess what I got

You cannot change things by loving them harder. It sounds almost cruel at first because love, at least the kind we’ve been taught to believe in, is supposed to be powerful or transformative as it’s a kind

Today started as a weary thing, dull and dragging its feet through my hours, until your image found me. There you were, curled in a kingdom of leaves with morning sunlight filtering through. Such a blessing.

Old British period dramas just do it for me. From the elegance, to the restraint, down to the way everything is said without actually being said sits right with me. Films like this one are my go-tos when

There are lies and then there are patent lies, so outrageous and boldly ridiculous, that you almost question your intelligence as you cannot quite comprehend the confidence it took for the liar to say

There’s a very specific kind of disappointment people don’t really talk about and it is the TikTok disappointment. People who love modern music and are chronically online on TikTok, like me, should know

I have come to regard first impressions as rather deceitful companions, charming at a glance, yet seldom trustworthy upon closer acquaintance. All my first impressions of people come cloaked in certainty,

There’s an irresistible quality to period dramas, especially the ones set in old colonial times, that always pulls me in. Funny how after a long day, I chose to watch this film, expecting it to bore me

There is something wondrous and unsettling about children and their unfiltered honesty. I had gone out with my cousin to enjoy one of those slow, uneventful outings where people just sit, talk, and watch

The sun, in all its golden arrogance, has a way of insisting upon presence. It presses too close, kissing the skin with a knowing that feels almost presumptuous. People speak of being suntanned with fondness

I absolutely love everything about UK classic-style dramas. I love the quiet towns, old-fashioned feel and soft pacing. It's always like stepping into a completely different world. And when I’m in my soft

Yesterday evening, I couldn’t write because life seemed to happen in a way that demanded all of me. My cousin texted me and said she wanted to end her life. At first, it didn’t feel real. But then she

“Don’t look in the corner,” said Tom. “Just sleep.” I laughed then. “But there is no thunder Tommy and I am grown now. Grown people don’t get scared of the corner,” I added curtly as I thought Tommy was

It’s actually crazy how I keep saying I’m done with romance, and then a K-drama like this comes and humbles me completely. From the very first episode, I already knew it would get on my top tier list.

I feel like I’m not quite anchored to anything. I’m not sinking or soaring, just drifting like a leaf carried gently on water without resistance, just moving wherever the current decides. Days pass, and

Today, I don’t have much to say. I woke up with a strange feeling in my gut that I couldn’t fully explain, but I just knew my body wasn't at its best. It started last night, actually. I felt slightly feverish

I used to think taking classes online was easier than sitting in a physical classroom with an actual tutor. The idea just made sense in my head as I imagined it as comfort, flexibility and no pressure.

I came across a video this morning and it’s been bothering me ever since. It’s about the Delaware marathon, featuring one of those moments where everything comes down to the final stretch. One runner was