Category Writings

Society’s daily existence.

A captivating video sparked contemplation within me. We often spend our lives trying to assimilate, craving recognition in our full splendor. This realization resonates deeply that I find myself tearing for the chameleon. It’s a familiar sentiment — How frequently…

從前的我

從前的我總覺得自己有能力改變世界, 如今才知道自己用了多少精力才能不被改變。

It was a 5pm

As I flipped through my photo album, one particular picture taken on 21/11/2021 stood out to me. It’s not just a random photo; I could say it’s like a doorway to the past, especially because of how fasincated I was…

The Fading Colors

At 38, I’ve come to realize the extent of my transformation since my teenage years — the hard lessons of change. The struggle to articulate my discontent has intensified with age. Growing older, I often seek justification, convincing myself that…