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枝垂桜 // Weeping cherry blossoms

It is November. The year on its deathbed. I have outlived my body so many times these months. Like wildflowers in concrete, I am trying to grow between the syllables of my name.

this was a great read. “Laziness Does Not Exist” by Devon Price

On November; the month of loneliness and gentle sunlight.

i hope im not only a mutual to u but also someone u can refer to in conversation as ur friend from overseas so u appear worldly and well-traveled

Totally lost with how life is. Haven't updated my tumblr for some time. So, what I have done lately:

Ethical research application for groupwork, prepping for semi-qualitative interview, doing my term paper (aka my supervisor asked me to do it and mayhaps, publish it), and attending seminars.

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Leila Chatti, from “Tea”

Crying

- A Psalm for the Wild-Built, Becky Chambers // kagonekoshiro

𝖇𝖑𝖊𝖌𝖍

“—who taught you to apologize for every breath you took?”

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It was such a warm afternoon, sun beating on my skin. So far, progress of my paper (noty thesis, one I have to publish first) were its introduction, and relearning how to systematic literature review along with data extraction.

Good quote of the day by one of my lecturers is "Everything is possible, if you are willing to accept change and reiterate along your way".

I am actually panicking inside because my supervisor require me to publish a paper. And my impostor syndrome side decided to tell me I am a professional full-time fraud.

Writing Advice from Anaïs Nin

The following are excerpts from a letter of advice she sent to a 17-year-old aspiring author by the name of Leonard W., whom she had taken under her wing as creative mentor.

I like to live always at the beginnings of life, not at their end. We all lose some of our faith under the oppression of mad leaders, insane history, pathologic cruelties of daily life.

Older people fall into rigid patterns. Curiosity, risk, exploration are forgotten by them. You have not yet discovered that you have a lot to give, and that the more you give the more riches you will find in yourself. It amazed me that you felt that each time you write a story you gave away one of your dreams and you felt the poorer for it.

You must not fear, hold back, count or be a miser with your thoughts and feelings.

It is also true that creation comes from an overflow, so you have to learn to intake, to imbibe, to nourish yourself and not be afraid of fullness. The fullness is like a tidal wave which then carries you, sweeps you into experience and into writing.

Permit yourself to flow and overflow, allow for the rise in temperature, all the expansions and intensifications.

Something is always born of excess: great art was born of great terrors, great loneliness, great inhibitions, instabilities, and it always balances them.

If it seems to you that I move in a world of certitudes, you, par contre, must benefit from the great privilege of youth, which is that you move in a world of mysteries. But both must be ruled by faith.

Three days after graduating from my Master in management. It has been truly transformative. Every success and achievement is a reflection of the endless support and prayers from my dearest ones.

A little bit of reading.

you ever just minding your business and then you feel The Grief

by mothmanfan19

Well well well. How the wheels on the bus have gone round and round

eternally plagued by being the "intellectual" friend (has surface knowledge on everything) while being the most socially sensitive (can be friends with just anyone) BUT personally cold and aloof friend (needs a lot of distance and alone time)

St. Matthäus-Kirchhof Cemetery in Berlin, Germany

btw if you tell me something and i reply with “oh???” that’s the equivalent of a dog’s ears perking up

Details, part III: “Arabesque” series, contemporary. Painter: Daniel Abel.

I miss the sea.

by jessamongthewild

Third day of orientation, it was an alright session. I talked with few fellow PhD intake too from different programme. A little nervous about my journey (totally normal on being scared, seriously. It is just my mind deciding to panic and be anxious).