Golden Hour Thoughts
There is something about golden hour that softens everything. Edges blur, shadows stretch, and even the ordinary begins to feel intentional. I find myself…
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The Space Between
There is something undeniably captivating about what doesn’t happen. The space between two people, just before a word is spoken, just before a touch is…
What We Stopped Reaching For
There used to be this sign painter not so far from where I stay, just like a fifteen-minute walk. And just with her set of brushes and paint mixtures, this guy can turn names…
What I Learned About Living Well Past 100
I read a 13 pages book that immediately changed how I see life in the aspect of being healthy till old age. I know it might sound too early for me to worry about my old age but…
I Thought Growth Meant Looks, I Was Wrong
It's not every time we get to see that we are growing, especially when we don't even keep record of the little improvements. Someone said in a book that if we all sit down…
Silk and Silence
There is a certain language in silence—soft, deliberate, almost like silk brushing against skin. I’ve grown fond of it. Of moments that don’t demand…
The Right That Ends Where My Chest Begins
About three or four years ago, where I stayed as a student, there was this meningitis scare. No one really talked about it properly. I only got to hear it just the same way…
The Space Between Thoughts
There is a space between thoughts that most people never notice. It appears briefly—between reaction and response, between feeling and understanding.…
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