swaying trees
the trees sway in sync the storm raging endlessly so what the wing sings
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an archive of everythingLife is absurd
sometimes there is just no justification or meaning
stripping away suffering
I woke up feeling unwell yesterday and decided against going for a run. I was worried that it would flood my body with more cortisol, putting it under more stress than it…
responding meaningfully
I only ran once in my entire trip in Kyoto. I justified it with the amount of distance I was walking every day. Upon returning to Singapore I went for a run…
dark times
I am sad and angry over Kavanaugh, just like how Trump’s election pushed me into a deep depression for a long while. These events are reinforcing how people are rewarded with bad…
how we hurt
There were many points in my life I expressed views which I believed were right, only to grow in maturity enough to be embarrassed for my past selves. There were so many…
Kyoto’s zen
The older I get, the more fearful of travel I become. My sanity is established on the routines I’ve set for myself: my morning runs, diet, circadian rhythms. There is a sense…
love does not run on autopilot
Today is my writing day (typically on sunday), and it also happens to be our 28-month anniversary, so I thought I’ll take the opportunity to reflect on us. 2 years-ish is not…
accumulating data for health
Today is the second day of my post-menstrual migraine. It seems to be less painful than yesterday, alleviated a little by a bout of running. The pain returns after my body settles…
One must imagine Sisyphus as unhappy too
disagreeing with the premise that Sisyphus must be happy