San francisco — Monday So, yeah, we decided not to push through with the interview process. We’ve decided that we need someone with more experience. Tuesday I don’t know how to say this, but … I’m no longer interested. (… in you.) </3 … And it’s only Wednesday. Or, maybe, hey, it’s only Wednesday. I mean, things can only get better, right? (or do these things come in threes?)
Tokyo — I am in love with my new apartment. During the day there is so much light pouring in, I don’t know what to do with the brightness. I look forward to off-days so I can sit in the sunshine, look out o...
San francisco — I’m struggling. Deep breaths. I can almost hear Ken’s voice in my head: Not enough contrast, fix that M, this doesn’t work, that’s misaligned. Sketch it again. My estimated five hours has turned in...
San francisco — As I greeted our elevator staff, “Happy Almost Friday!,” Gordon says, “I knew you were coming in today (before his shift ended). You always say hi. Everyone’s too busy on their phones to notice I’m he...
This morning we decided on a spontaneous trip to Baker Beach with our two-year-old son.
Morning light on the last day.
Every city has their ups and downs. The longer you visit, the more downs you start to notice.
Ahh post exam crash
The House that Built Me.
Wrote this the day after the attacks in Paris but was reminded of it this morning when I read the news about the bombing in Turkey
An overdue reply to a letter, lingering 150+ days on, prompted by another Hi moment.
Life happens when you're looking the other way
The going away of things
Our society is complicated.
Seattle, My Home
Words to Places; Scents to Memories
I'm doing better and will be fine
Where everyone was equal
To: My Grandmother
I can honestly never say I have been satisfied for one moment in my life.
Relations with her
In the end
Life and Death
When I was a child, I realised I was invisible. I was a terrified, quiet girl who blended into the background.
12 years vs. 12 Months.
How many times have you wondered who the real people are when you walk past a crowd?
Why do I run?
Dark Shadows of 2015
sickly sweet drabble rant
I do not believe in the concept of waves. When one wave crashes, another nips at it's tail and they become one continuous wave; the same in life.
Life is Hard
Plants and arrangement
A letter of heartfelt concern to my best friend.
Friendships Be Like.
Here I am, in a low point, because I listened to someone else's advice
An anticlimax, they say is like a corridor, you know where the next door is.