jessa

Everyday Stories, Lived

Relationships

  • The completionist in me

    completionistnoun (in a video game) a player who attempts to complete every challenge and earn every achievement or trophy:I’m not really a completionist, so I skipped the side missions and focused on the main story quests. from Dictionary.com I was seven when I first used my friend’s Game Boy Advance, a handheld game console. So… Read more


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  • Hello, goodbye, and hello again, Instagram

    In 2017, I entered the world of Instagram. That’s seven years after its launch, so you can say I am a late adopter. My colleague at work encouraged me to be in the space, and I bought into the idea. After creating my account and accessing its main feed, the experience felt like I opened… Read more


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  • De-stressing over the weekend

    While drowning in a week full of mental load (because that’s simply what my job is mostly about), I thought about spending the weekend walking around campus, as a way to de-stress. So when I pitched the idea to my husband during the weekdays, I was surprised by his quick response because, from what I… Read more


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  • Finding kindred spirits

    A decade later, I learned that it’s possible to yearn for people you’ve never met yet. And you haven’t met them because you did not share the same circle yet. But when you do, even years apart, you’d be glad to find each other. So even when you feel so alone today because no one… Read more


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  • 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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  • 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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  • 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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