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I want to feel all there is to feel, he thought. Let me feel tired, now, let me feel tired. I mustn't forget, I'm alive, I know I'm alive, I mustn't forget it tonight or tomorrow or the day after that. In Ray Bradbury's 1957 novel Dandelion Wine, 12-year-old Douglas Spaulding discovers that he is… Continue reading on being alive
There are these two young fish swimming along and they happen to meet an older fish swimming the other way, who nods at them and says ‘Morning, boys. How's the water?’ And the two young fish swim on for a bit, and then eventually one of them looks over at the other and goes ‘What… Continue reading finding amsterdam in san diego
I think an interesting film is something that you can—you can have an aftertaste. Sometimes when you look at the film, you might not get it at the first time, but somehow it lingers. - Wong Kar Wai I love Lee Chang Dong's work. In light of his new upcoming film Possible Love releasing this… Continue reading reflections on Lee Chang Dong’s “Burning”
If you don’t love somebody, it gets annoying when they tell you what to do or what to feel. When you love them you get pleasure from their pleasure, and it makes it easy to serve.- Donald Miller, “Blue Like Jazz” When it comes to God, I feel like a parrot. I can easily talk… Continue reading reflections on God’s love for me
It's a World Cup summer. I caught the game—Korea vs. Czechia—alone in my room, having missed a chunk of the first half already. I watched with bated breath. When Korea scored the equalizer, I was happy, but I didn't jump out of my seat in pure elation, and I didn't scream with joy. When the… Continue reading to you, 20 years from now
My brittle steps carried me along until, at long last, I took my final breath. I had come in sight of the sea, with its sparkling ripples, so brilliant all those summers ago, now gauzy and subdued, as if veiled in tulle. And when the seagulls cut through the clear blue sky, their cries speaking… Continue reading apricity
2 minutes away from the concert venue, streets saturated with parked cars, it dawned upon me that I had not considered the parking situation. A responsible man always considers the parking situation. Despondent but desperate, I cut my death spiral of negative thoughts short and stopped the car. I opened up a parking app on… Continue reading space orphan
Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about caterpillars and butterflies. Specifically the phenomenon of metamorphosis. It kind of struck me just how crazy it is. That a mere caterpillar, without guidance, knows to form a cocoon and transform. Who could have imagined that these small, helpless creatures would one day bear beautiful, ornate wings and… Continue reading on the cost of knowing: butterflies and meaning
In the forest, every least thing’s important. It’s all threaded together, so you can’t tell where one thing ends and another begins if you really look at it. The little insects you can’t even see, they play a role as vital as the river. The dead tree is as important as the living one. There… Continue reading thoughts since watching Train Dreams
There are aspects of my personality that I’m currently wrestling with. A lot. I scare myself often, and lately, I’ve been despising aspects of myself that I used to love. As I grow older, the rosy tint in my glasses is wearing off, and what I once viewed as strengths are starting to look more… Continue reading INFP growing pains: on momentary transports
