Reflections Of Life

Have you ever felt grateful for experiencing something beautiful end? Well, I have, and here’s my story… When I was in my 2nd or 3rd year in college, I had a circle consisting of 4 people (including me) — the group consist of 4 females and 1 male. We somehow connected, and I felt safe and happy around them. Even…

a ballad. When I dived below, You were on the rise. I drowned in forever, You swam for the night. When I blurred my vision And said goodbye. You had already gone and left the surface behind. So there I lingered, Just along the tide. Wishing you would hear My…

Language learning as an adult can be a challenging undertaking, especially when you aren’t living immersed in the language. For some time, I’ve been making slow progress towards being able to speak and read Japanese- as someone who's stuck in around lower intermediate I have plenty of experience with this. …

Hey mother, Are you the pillow where I dream and weave Are you the tree where I climb to see Are you the ground that keeps me so fiercely up Are you that poem it comes to me at night Are you that shadow dancing joyfully with me Are you the sky a clear sight of freedom I’m longing to be Are you the rainbow that colorful gate I chase Are you the mountain a giant of wisdom and grace Are you the spring birthing river to flow

Surplus value is the difference between what a worker receives for their labour and the value of what they have produced with their labour. Put simply, it is the additional value that a worker creates beyond what they are paid. We all know that the boss needs to take a…

Let’s create some extra space. The wardrobe is cluttered. New clothes need room to breathe. It’s time to organize stuff and take out the old clothes. The freshly cooked dinner was appetizing. Don’t let the 2-day-old food rot away in the refrigerator. It’s time to do something about it. The…

At the time I am writing this, I am a few short weeks away from celebrating another year of life. This is always a special time for me. In the weeks leading up to my birthday, I take time to get my journal and reflect on the last year of…

Is this the part where I tell you that if you’re reading this, then I didn’t make it to my next birthday? It will just be a repetition of the first statement, but isn’t that what life is? — a cipher? Recycling a set of routines over and over until…