My mind keeps wandering around. There’s no definite when or where it will happen — it simply does its work, most often unintentionally. Sometimes, it plays certain scenes involving the same people repeatedly until it perfects them, or it jumps to another set of scenes in continuation of the previous one. Other times, it just […]

I remember that day when your name suddenly popped up in my head. I was at church at the time but my mind was wandering somewhere else. I was supposed to listen, to meditate on the sermon, yet my thoughts kept coming back to you. It’s been a year since I last heard from you.

The waiter came and handed me my cup of coffee. I smiled, said thank you, and nodded politely. I took a sip slowly and carefully, as if I was already sure I was going to burn my tongue — instantly forgetting I ordered an iced cold one. I felt quietly embarassed for doing that, but

“Trust the process,” they said. But how can one truly rest in uncertainty? I recently found myself talking to this person, and he mentioned his philosophy in life — “Not to rush things. As long as the motivation and intention are there, we’ll definitely get there. And success tastes sweeter when you’re savoring every moment.”

At an early age, it was instilled in us to get married before 30, to have at least two kids (a boy and a girl), and to have a stable, secure job. By our 30s, we were also expected to have the capacity to buy a house, a car, and own a property. This is

Today felt different. Not entirely different, just not my usual kind of day. I’m a sensitive person, so I’m used to having all my emotions bottled up and fighting their way to the surface. But this time, it’s a different kind of mix – a strange combination of feeling okay, confused, flat, happy, and worried