An article that gained 150k claps on Medium last year has catched my short span attention (perhaps it was well-circulated within the web for more than million views, not to count one from me). Yay! Titled The power of doing nothing at all by Aytekin Tank, the article was started by a tale of twoContinue reading “The Power of Doing Nothing”
Dealing with SIM card lost and phone barrier can be daunting in Japan, especially when you don’t have any knowledge of dealing with it as an international resident.
I remember Sam Rongh, who was a great gay guy I had the fortune to meet and interact with when he was working at our high school. I have always been astonished by wondering how they felt within, and why it is so important, so urging for them to live as who they are, regardlessContinue reading “On emotional health”
It was 3:37 AM and there’s nothing more boozing than reading an interesting article. She has been moving back and forth with her website. After all, she proved herself that she could definitely build one. It’s just the process of building it was again, lonely. She genuinely wished that she was doing something else, ratherContinue reading “Edifice complex as a way not to move on”
This is just another spontaneous flow of thought recorded after midnight – something that she often does just to get her out of boredom, something to release her inner stress, her inner craving for connection. She is often saddened by the stage of where she was, regardless of where she was, physically. Being aware ofContinue reading “To the night that she was finally granted”
Let’s set this straight: Everyone who is a Millennial would be plagued with more self-esteem problem, FOMO, and a bunch of other health-related problems because of one thing: “Instagram catastrophe” Their spontaneous mindset and short attention span would be constantly pulled into the app because of its interactive flow. She loves looking and browsing throughContinue reading “Instagram usage – how much is enough?”
Tozai line has always been packed with people, and unsurprisingly it was always neat and quiet, regardless of how many peeps you were being squeezed in between. But tonight is different. There are only a few scattered around on the two parallel aisles of the car. There are vibes of wine and smoke, and menContinue reading “Tokyo night train ride and the No.1 rule”