The problem with double-tapping culture.
Once upon a time, there was a boy who, like many others, at the age of six, entered school, but unlike…
As I opened up the email and read its content, I literally began to clap and repeat out loud:
Writing is a beautiful art. I have come to recognize that. Though being truthful, I have not…
Lucky are writers on Medium,Having this passion All colours of life
Start with a blank page,
inside that worn leather book,
Welcome to my daily feature where each day on the…
6:15 AM, Starbucks. The music is so loud in the empty cafe, I can’t hear the barista. He mumbles something through his paper mask that I think is an attempt to recap my order. Incorrectly. But I’m not…
Such a poignant realization:
The one I love is as afraid of this world as I am.
A bitter aftertaste.
These Ideas I haveIdeas that are greatIdeas that are goodIdeas that can make one a fortune.