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Everyday Stories, Lived

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This is a collection of stories and daily musings.

  • The unsatisfaction of seeking more money for selfish gains

    I can’t tell exactly how it happened, but something inside me shifted.  Reflecting on the past, a decade ago, the fire within me to change the world was dampened by the harsh reality of struggling to think clearly with a hungry stomach. The weight of unmet physiological needs overshadowed my aspirations, making it hard to maintain the same fervor.… Read more


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  • My heart never fluttered like this for a pen

    Since I learned to write by hand, I can’t remember wanting to write because handwriting feels good (and therapeutic). Mostly, it was out of a need to take notes. My fingers now swiftly dance with the keys (which used to be a struggle back in 2007), and I don’t have any problems translating my thoughts… Read more


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  • How to keep a memory?

    We could try to take pictures of every moment to immortalize them in shareable tangible form, but doing so would cost us to miss the moment—to be present at the moment, feel the action, and take in all the intangibles. Read more


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  • Procrastination and mindless consumption

    Things never get done because I keep holding them off for later. I’ll do that later. For now, let me enjoy the moment by fiddling with this colorful and entertaining small device—just for a few minutes. Or wait—I think I have an hour to spare. Let it hypnotize me with loads of information I don’t really need… Read more


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  • Things I did this year before turning 30

    All I could remember is that when I get older (I’m still not sure what I really meant by older, but), I’d be able to do the things I wish my five-year-old self could do, such as being part of something bigger. I always thought there was someplace I had to be outside our small town (which… Read more


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  • Late-night musings #15

    Some mistakes are expensive. If we take the consequences of our actions lightly, we may be surprised to find ourselves in a pit of no return once we regain our reason. Read more


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  • How many more screens?

    How many more screens can I put in front of my face, competing for my attention simultaneously? There were moments when, while I still had a tab open on my computer (say, an article I was interested in reading), I would allow myself to be distracted by a phone message so that I’d end up… Read more


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