Self
I have an unbroken habit to write once a week, either here or at Medium. It is usually my favorite time of the weekend, where I would sit quietly, stare at the…
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Space
to not react to anything
New York
and the love she made me see
My best years are ahead of me
Writing this has been a yearly ritual for a while now. I re-read my entries for the past three years. I tend to cringe when I look back at the person who wrote those…
The sorry state of evolution we are in
We as a species, are bad at self-moderation. When rich, abundant resources are placed in front of us, whether it is a buffet table full of unhealthy food or a wild forest…
Bridging connections
I have a very small group of people in Singapore whom I have an exceptional soft spot for – people who were from the early web community, back in those days when…
Rebuilding
I went through a strange phase last week. Strange, at least for me. For months and years I’ve been wanting to work on all the little sites I have or learn something…
Build up habits that compound
what tiny changes can amount to
The day that changed me
Connecting the dots from reclusion to activism Then I have never been active in local politics or activism, and I doubt that I will ever be.– 22nd of April 2009 Now Or can…
I think about my death a lot
The past week there were two separate events which impacted me more than usual, and I slipped into a familiar, melancholic and contemplative mood. The first was a story written by CEO of…