I like it now that it’s cooler, but I also dread that winter is almost here.
Memories to cringe over are a small price we pay for living long enough.
Life is a series of untaken roads and unfulfilled potentials.
To say that 2020 has been a maddening year would be the biggest understatement ever.
All travel is fiction, you told yourself, as you walked around Ximending that cold morning. You’ve been too obsessed with getting the details right that you forgot that the experience is more important, the feelings you will take away from this whole trip. Because what is really different, anyway? You can go as reductive as…… Continue reading Love in the Time of the Novel Coronavirus
When you get stuck in something—even when it’s something good—long enough, you start craving for something better.
At certain moments of your life, the question comes, during a pause: Selfie with “Untitled (Donkey)” by Jeff Koons, at the Moco Museum (October 2019) What am I doing here? What the hell am I doing here? The question came to me thrice during my recent trip to Europe, where my friend Gretchen and I…… Continue reading The Weight of a Life in Wonder