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A place is only as good as our company
When my friend and I were walking along a street with fine restaurants all lined up and filled with people in conversation and laughter, I told her how nice it is to be in one and experience what it’s like to enjoy the ambiance and their menu. But the experience won’t be as fulfilling as… Read more
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Talking to an AI
When I was told I’d be interviewed by an AI, I had the assumption that the experience would feel detached. Because how can I relate to someone without a face? I relied so much on verbal AND non-verbal cues during interviews that I needed to see the facial expressions and movements of my interviewer to… Read more
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The practice of apprenticeship
Last Christmas, my dear friend Amira gifted me a compact book entitled “The Autobiography and Other Writings” by Benjamin Franklin. It’s my first time to have a hard copy of an autobiography. I wouldn’t have acquired one, much more so about Benjamin Franklin, whose name I somehow remember being related to electricity and have later… Read more
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Strawberry on strawberry
To make the most of the strawberries I bought before they spoiled, I dried them in our air fryer for 2.5 hours (to my husband’s surprise, because electricity does not come cheap) and was satisfied with the result. I just wanted to try the “dried fruits” feature in our air fryer and the outcome did… Read more
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The liberation I felt after reducing my Facebook use
After spending hours reading long reads, I suddenly had a burst of desire to create something tangible that others could interact with, such as this blog post. I was feeling the excitement to type and get something published, feeling the overflow of thoughts and ideas that I could no longer contain inside my head. I… Read more
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Letter no. 47
Dear reader from the future, Sometimes, I get worried about my lack of knowledge of how to make things grow like in subsistence farming. What if another global collapse keeps goods from being transported to where they should go, and I only know how to get food from the supermarket, and the shelves will run… Read more
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The things we hide
So we hide away the unpleasant, like crumbs under the bed, thinking that putting away the hurt makes the hurt go away. But they never go away. They would only chew bit by bit the sanity we try to hold. Until we break. Read more
jessa 