jessa

Reflections on becoming

  • Who would take the photo?

    We like taking photos, don’t we? It’s like whatever we do, and wherever we go, we mostly take photos of them to remember them. Taking photos (and videos) is becoming our lifestyle to archive memories. And we also like putting them in the cloud managed by giant social media companies because we enjoy their services Read more


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  • Profit > empathy (a rant)

    With restrictions lifted up that you won’t think about what a nightmare the past two years have been, businesses have ramped up their services too. But unfortunately, while others see this as an opportunity to recover the sales the pandemic has robbed them of, others that offer services (like amusement parks) have milked their cows Read more


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  • When your beloved cries

    When you see your beloved hurting, you feel the hurt too. Every tear shed is like tiny pin pricks going beneath your skin, pain burning in your insides. That’s why when they do cry, you shy away because the hurt just gets into you. It would have been much better if you were only in Read more


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  • Trying all things new

    When you visit a place for the first time, your mind is hyperaware of everything around you. Sure, you might have missed some details, but your engagement is way better than when you’ve been there your whole life. It might be tempting to try everything, thinking your time there is ticking down by the minute. Read more


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  • 248 kilometers

    That’s the driving distance from where I live to where I should spend the weekend. Was it far? About a four-hour drive, with occasional stops at gas stations and notable landmarks. Perhaps I could have spent the same hour just rolling in and out of bed. But the same four hours would just pass by Read more


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Reflections on becoming

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