Every morning, on the way to one of my favorite coffee shop in London before classes, I come across a graffiti message scribbled on the wall of a bustling intersection between Euston and Hampstead, which reads: FRENCH RIOTS GET RESULTS! U LOT ARE INSTAGRAM ZZZOMBIES I vaguely have heard of the riots in France that started […]Read more "metaphysical idealism, tiers of reality, and the captivation of social media"
I brought up the concept of success with one of my friends the other day. Similar to many of the people in my immediate circle of friends, we both had internship offers for the upcoming summer at companies that would make both our parents proud, which is defined by the fact that our parents have, […]Read more "those who never asked why"
The school of romanticism believes that the act of speaking words does the act of loving an injustice. The reasoning goes that love does not need an explanation, and whatever explanation that is created is inherently constraining to the ineffable nature of love. I walk the streets of Valencia with my parents in search of […]Read more "the romantic ideal of the wordless walk"
1 The cold draught from the open window steadily grazes my feet as I adjust my sleeping position. I take a deep breath of colonial air, only to realize that the uncapped red wine beside my bedframe had dominated the scentscape. I come to a full state of attentiveness a few hours after I slept […]Read more "nine thoughts before 9 a.m."
These past couple months have been filled with experiences that have fundamentally shaped the way that I conceptualize the world. A series of diverse interactions among a diverse set of individuals who follow a diverse set of ideologies. I cherish those interactions. All the same, I am saddened that those interactions would live on in […]Read more "woe is it over the souls i shall never meet"
I started listening to Sasha Sloan coming out of after listening to “Normal,” her lead single on her previous EP, on my Discover Weekly playlist. Immediately, the infectious electronic beats contrasted with the melancholic disposition of living through her twenties captivated me. Although I do not find her experiences relatable (since i’m not a 23-year-old pop star living in LA), I do appreciate […]Read more "review: ‘loser’ by sasha sloan"
Self-destructive behavior has its benefits too. It has made me love the uneasiness I create for myself; other than living in a state of distress, I wouldn’t know how to live otherwise. To live in a state of comfort — how could I allow myself? I would rather not live at all. What an unreal existence. The […]Read more "i thrive on vulnerability"