Nodus tollens, the realisation that your life's story does not make sense anymore. This word resonated to where i am currently at this point in life. When my history feels fractured. The memories of my childhood, my adolescence and young adulthood seem to be lives lived by different persons. It does...
I have read a post about how asking questions could be one of the most intimate action a person can do. Not to learn only about their story, but the kind of questions that ask about how the person experience the world. How their mind works or how they feel. These kind of questions allow the person t...
I don't really have a favourite tree. But if I have to choose, it's probably guava tree. Back where I grew up, in my childhood home, my grandma's home, there was a guava tree in the yard. We used to climb and sit on one of its branches. I remember just sitting in there feeling the breeze. It felt li...