Good Old Days Is A Myth

“You remember when we used to go out in the evenings and talk for hours?” “Yea, those were the good old days” There’s no such thing as “good old days”, it’s a myth we made, to make us feel as…

“You remember when we used to go out in the evenings and talk for hours?” “Yea, those were the good old days” There’s no such thing as “good old days”, it’s a myth we made, to make us feel as…

Gone are the days of cave paintings, papyrus scrolls and wax tablets. Reading has never been more accessible than right now. From Kindles with thousands of books at your fingertips, to audiobooks on your phone, where you don’t even have…

I am a slave to my human brain and its evolutionary need to mate, breed and exist. I am a slave to this physical body I was given, without consent. I am a slave to how my parents raised me…

Loving someone isn’t just about the big flashy moments that one remembers when thinking of love. Love isn’t the hot steamy feeling you get in their presence, love isn’t what popular media portraits as love, love isn’t believing your partner…

Three simple words that could solve so much, yet many freeze, at the thought of saying it. Maybe it’s because you don’t want to imply something unintentionally, maybe you were once hurt by those same three words, or maybe you…

Managing time as a student can be hard. I know that because, I am a student. You have classes 6 – 7 hours daily, which alone can make you feel like your entire day is over. On top of that,…

Aimless, on track, one and the same. They’re on autopilot as I like to call. Looking but not seeing, working but not trying… not motionless, but directionless. I see people on autopilot all the time, some are on it for…

This was a surprising year, one I couldn’t have seen coming, but I say that with delight though. Maybe it’s because I haven’t been outside for the past 2 years and forgotten how busy, chaotic and fun life was or…

Never in a million years, did I ever imagine writing will become one of my hobbies, one of my favorite ones at that. It has been an entire year since I started writing, and I’m happy to say I have…

I was a sheep. After high-school I didn’t know what I wanted to do. I mostly blame myself for not getting out there, experiencing and experimenting with what I love and didn’t. Instead I sat there, gloomy after a failed…