When I was younger, I thought love was all about feelings. If you feel like you couldn’t breathe when the person is around, or that you’re willing to risk your life just to make the person happy…that must be love right?
I picked up Dark Matter on my kindle immediately after reading this post by Heath W. Black, and finished it within two days. Like Heath it had a…
Dear you,
Every year I write one of these. The annual anniversary of my day of birth has never really felt celebratory to me, but rather a period of sombre…
Complex and simple, rich yet fluid, primal but transcendent. Words I use to attempt to describe the ball of feelings when I am with her. I have found myself staring at her in wonderment, unable to comprehend our reality.
It has been a year since I left the US to return to Singapore. There have been times within the past year when I would find myself in surreal moments of confusion — did I really voluntarily return to this country, the country I had spent my entire life trying to run away from?
“I dare you to love me” — a line in one of my favorite movies, “Imagine me and you”, where they talked about what the lily represents. I was a lifelong hopeless romantic when I first watched it, I fell in love with my girlfriend then at first sight. I believed in walking under the stars…
A little while ago I walked into a Guan Yin temple and prayed. I believe in symbolic gestures despite not being religious. I didn’t pray for happiness or better health, but I prayed for strength to endure the weight…
That post by Oliver Sacks went viral, as he mused while he learned he was dying of terminal cancer:
“On the contrary, I feel intensely alive, and I want and hope in the time that remains to deepen my…
