“…it’s an intriguing space, that period and gap between who the girl was and who she will become.”

“When I touch my face I think palace. I think could have or could or have not. I think the city is divided by rivers and hearts and little living things I never learned how to name.” — Becca Yenser, from Columbia Park Sometimes I recall tales from Miri, Sarawak – aka the small-town, whenever it appears here – … More “…it’s an intriguing space, that period and gap between who the girl was and who she will become.”

Turning time forward and backwards, revisiting “But one wrong decision does not define an entire life yet lived.”

i. Three years ago, on my last day of the internship in Miri, Sarawak, I found myself alone with then-newbie colleague. He’s great fun to be around with cos he feels familiar – another city/KL person in small-town Miri – but he’s admittedly half the time really annoying because he’s always – at least back … More Turning time forward and backwards, revisiting “But one wrong decision does not define an entire life yet lived.”

answer me, 2012: revisiting a summer of car rides & youth.

i.  Since 2010, my life has been a series of ten weeks but none more poignant and memorable than the ten weeks spent in Miri, Sarawak, two summers ago. Frankly I don’t know if I could relive that experience – I hitched rides with a record-breaking of 15 people in ten weeks (don’t ask me … More answer me, 2012: revisiting a summer of car rides & youth.

heart’s mind.

I spoke about Miri again tonight. Where do I even begin? My Summer Break Series tag collection would probably provide some insights, but I’ll attest that it doesn’t do the entire experience justice – not because my sentiments when I wrote them were untrue, not at all, rather very simply, it’s true that wisdom comes … More heart’s mind.

Goodbye Happiness.

Lately I’ve taken to rereading The Summer Break Series before going to bed – this 2, 3AM bedtime hours is really unleashing my sentimental self out in full force. Coupled with my current Stress-Mode Self, suffice to say, I reminiscent at the unlikeliest memories as I sit in the dark during these Godly hours. Ordinary as … More Goodbye Happiness.