Category: essay
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Comments to an Ex
Somewhere on a forum, I stumbled upon a post suggesting we write comments to our exes. He (or maybe she) decided to start first, kicking off with this line:
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A Pure Heart and a Charm of Destiny
She stumbled upon a foreign tarot site teaching how to make a charm for rekindling a lost relationship. It was almost a miracle! In today’s world, who believes in that? Still, she earnestly read through the instructions and filled a post-it with care.
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Chatting with the Future #1
‘A Lovely Spring Day’ suits the vibe and content perfectly. It’s a fitting description for the essay. Great choice!
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One Fine Spring Day
I remember hearing IU talk about why her album themes revolve around her age, and it totally resonated with me. Your experiences might be limited, offering little variety for creative inspiration, but age changes every year, providing fresh perspectives.
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Morning Overloaded with Tech Frustrations
As I sat down, dreaming of swapping the TV switch for a toggle, I glanced to my side. There was a guy, barefoot, stretching his legs onto the chair in front, lost in his smartphone. It was like he was alone on Mexico’s Marieta Hidden Beach, soaking up the sun with bare toes…
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The Pilates Paradox: The Bond Between Material and Content
Looking at this post, Pilates truly seems like an incredible workout. One middle-aged participant’s husband even encouraged her to keep learning, which brought a shy smile to her face. Perhaps it’s because her husband gets to relax at home, but everyone’s situation is different, right? 😊
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Frozen Memories: Ryuichi Sakamoto
Similarly, on days when rain pours down like there’s no tomorrow, I’d dive into ‘Rain.’ When things felt like they’d come to a happy close, ‘Happy End’ was my go-to. And when life felt a bit tangled, I’d play ‘Koko.’ His music was my comfort, and I’d like to think it brought a bit more…
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Yeouido and Tea: Simple Joys Behind the Hustle
While waiting with friends for the presentation to start, I noticed snacks and drinks set up next to the event hall. On a simple display draped with purple cloth sat unexpectedly luxurious snacks and tea, as my friends pointed out.
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Taming Sadness: A Contemplation on Life and Death
As I admired the year’s first cherry petals dancing in the wind, I received four consecutive funeral notices. A friend, sharing the same circle, also reached out, and we dressed up to pay our respects one by one. In the car, we set some simple rules, and at the venue, my friend placed flowers and…
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Experience is the Best Teacher: Elderly Wisdom on Removing Glue from Your Hands
A while back, the kitchen cabinet door fell off, and I had to use wood glue to fix it. Not being familiar with such tasks, I ended up with quite a bit of glue on my hands. No matter how hard I tried, soap just wouldn’t do the trick.