jessa

Reflections on becoming

  • Late-night musings #18

    I used to wonder what it’s like to be in the big city, the kind that sleeps late or never sleeps at all. That while I walk home along the dimly lit road, I look up to the night skies, looking at the same stars that cover the city people. A decade later and living Read more


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  • The struggles of maintaining indoor plants

    After a year of deliberation, I finally bought easy-care potted plants from shopleaf—a Sansevieria (Hybrid) and Fittonia (White Anne). I’m not new to taking care of plants because I gained the confidence in 2021: planting the seeds of money tree plants and repotting them once they’ve matured, repotting jade plants until no more pots are Read more


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  • Some stories take too long to write

    So I write and write and write until I see the end of it. Full stop. Then I go back to where I began to rearrange ideas and edit, edit, edit (because being lazy at editing makes you question my writing, right?) You know, aside from celebrating a 30-day streak of blog posting, I’m just Read more


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  • What it feels like to grow up without a father

    Death confronted me when I was four years old.  I didn’t know what death or absence was until I learned I do not have what others do—a father. From the wide eyes of a child, I began to see families with mothers and fathers, and then I started to wonder why I don’t have somebody Read more


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  • Can it be better?

    Asking ourselves this question quite a number of times yields better outcomes—especially in the work we do. This reminds me of a friend who never stops at good when you can give the best. And “best” keeps changing so the work for making things better never stops. And earlier in my class (which I told Read more


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