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Long-hour drives
The idea of a 16-hour drive sounds fun—when you’re 20 👀. And my body had to remind me that I am way past that. Still, my mind convinced me it was a fun experience because I traveled with my family. The main highlight of our trip was giving our 89-year-old grandpa a surprise visit at Read more
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Never misses mealtime
I can’t remember how it began, but this rooster became a regular visitor, especially during mealtimes. He makes his presence known by walking around the dining area, turning his head enough to make eye contact. He looked funny and cute, bobbing his head left and right, making sure we understood he meant business. He only Read more
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My mother’s mechanical pencil from 1981
A conversation with an old classmate made me realize I’ve been living out my mother’s values without fully understanding where they came from. When I posted online about my six-year-old e-reader in March 2024, my high school classmate messaged me out of nowhere. She remembered the yellow mechanical pencil I’d used throughout high school—something I’d Read more
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Can you imagine a world where life as we know it becomes a bygone story?
In my previous post, I shared with you a chapter from The Ministry for the Future, which describes a world where the War for the Earth is raging. And why was there a war for the earth? Because the extreme weather events (like heatwaves) are amplifying the gap between the rich and the poor, with Read more
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The War for the Earth (Chapter 51, The Ministry for the Future)
Can you imagine a world where the carbon-intensive activities and resources are terrorized to the point of killing thousands of people, business people, innocent people nonetheless? Read this chapter from The Minsitry for the Future, in a world where the War for the Earth is raging. The thirties were zombie years. Civilization had been killed Read more
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The after-party
After all the preparations and the on-the-day celebration comes the after party, which feels like a hangover. With my social battery already drained, all I want to do is let the final guest leave and scurry back to my comfy bed—back to the mundane. My body just wants to sleep through the day, rest, and Read more
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Sitsiritsit
My sister kept talking about sitsiritsit—a traditional cassava crisp—after she saw a vendor at the other side of the road while we were on our way to Malalag, a municipality in Davao del Sur, Philippines. I’ve seen this cassava crisp back in my childhood, usually carried on the shoulders by vendors who walk under the Read more
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Everyday Stories, Lived
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