This time a year ago, I was sitting in my hotel room having my 8th slice of Japanese cream swiss roll in 8 days from Precce Food Market in Tokyo Midtown because I really love Japanese cream swiss rolls. And it seemed like an acceptable birthday cake for myself
Whenever the new year rolls around, I see a flood of resolutions on every social media platform in existence. I’ve never been the kind to have resolutions. Not because I don’t have ambition but rather because I can never decide on anything
It’s late evening and I’m lying on my couch sick from something I ate in Bandung 2 days ago. Not how I imagined my NYE but I’m home and I’m safe and it was a good trip with C nonetheless so I’ll take what I can get. I thought that my story released a fortnight ago would suffice as a reflection but I don’t want that to be the only thing I remember from 2019 because this year has been so much more than me dealing with trauma
Dear 18, I promised you that someday I will tell our story. That time is now. Don’t be afraid. I’ve got you and I’m holding on tightly to your hand. Let’s go
When I was a child, one of my favourite things to do was go on car rides with my family. Especially at night. There was something magical about the lights. It made me calm and it made me happy