But what's sad about being okay is that you're neither too happy to jump around and tell everybody about it nor too sad to call someone out of nowhere and cry your heart out. It's neither black nor white. It's just grey. And being in that middle ground can be numbing in itself.
Not very recently I have encountered this word and I found it very interesting. I’ve always loved the Japanese language because I find it more meaningful. I’m not saying English words are not but there’s just something about Japanese terms that’s more… eloquent would be the best description I could think of. (I find it … Continue reading “Ikigai”
I’m telling you right now, you should start to learn from what you write. I know sometimes you can be a better writer than you are as a person. And that’s totally okay. Sometimes, I am, too. As a writer, you want to give hope to the hopeless. You want to be a beacon in … Continue reading To The One Who Writes For Everyone Else
Have you ever wanted to do your best but ended up feeling like you can't? Have you ever felt like you've done your best but it also feels like you didn't? Have you ever done your best and still your best wasn't good enough? Have you ever felt tired doing your best because you feel like it's not even worth it anymore? Or have you even forgotten how it felt like to do your best?
Bottomline is: we all live hopeful lives. We hope for tomorrow. We hope for whatever comes after.
I know it's gonna be mainstream but a writer's gotta do what a writer's gotta do. So I'm still writing this. Well, it's the time of the year again when suddenly everybody feels nostalgic about everything. I don't know if it's just me but I don't like that feeling. Don't worry I'm not New Year's version of Grinch. … Continue reading Looking Back…
One of my greatest fears is to regret something big - whether by doing it or by not doing it. And I'm sure I'm not the only one. There's always that fear of the unknown. I'm only 18 years old and I can't name everything I wished I could have done differently, not because I … Continue reading On Regrets
Now, life's just like a long road trip.