This goes out to the little girl who I nearly crashed into on the street and her mother. I was going for my nightly jog, in a very light drizzle, and was just desperate not to feel alone and so unanchored and so unwanted. I had a really bad day, or rather a really bad… Continue reading Dawn Will Come
Category: Reflections
This is How to Write
Fluorescent lights magnified the smell of sweat and the noise of rowdy banter. I stood at the entrance, wishing, yet again, that Mom would just drop me off a little later. The bell never rang, never saved me from sitting alone on newly refinished gym floors. At least I had my book: a young adult… Continue reading This is How to Write
Masking My Insecurities
Thank you masks for the freedom you have given me. Masks have played an important role in stopping the spread of Covid-19 and suppressing the number of new cases in Singapore. As we progressed through the phases of re-opening, we regain certain freedoms. Personally, I have gained a particular freedom I never knew I sought… Continue reading Masking My Insecurities
Sunrise
The first notification I received upon waking up today was from my Aunt. It was a six and a half minute long video of the sunrise. My first reaction was to question how she had the patience to stand by the window for six and a half minutes and my next, why I had never… Continue reading Sunrise
Opening the Cracks
For a very, very long time, I believed that feelings had to be repressed. Feelings were not for me. Emotions were for ugly people, as Willam Belli once said. If I’m being truly honest, I thought that they were synonymous with weakness; I thought that a feeling was a crack in a foundation and too… Continue reading Opening the Cracks