The past two weeks have been easier now for us who live in Ho Chi Minh City. The strict social distancing has been lifted, we are starting to get our normal life back. Obviously you will still encounter a series of annoying administrative Covid-19 measurements, such as you will be asked to complete an online [...]
Guess what? This is my 100th post in this blog - believe it or not, it's been kind of a journey that I have been though. I have spent the past three months staying at home due to COVID-19's strict social distancing. The first month was a lazy month, as if I never really have such a long break in my life, I spent most of my time watching Netflix, resting and cooking, that was good.
Tình yêu của mỗi người mỗi khác. Tôi đã và đang được chứng kiến nhiều mối tình đẹp, song song với những mối tình dang dở hoặc những mối tình không vui. Không hiểu rồi đây, những suy nghĩ của tôi sẽ còn đúng như những gì tôi luôn tin tưởng hay không, nhưng hình như việc lý tưởng hóa tình yêu có lẽ là một điều không cần thiết.
Mình đã từng là một đứa bé đi sưu tập những nhánh cây và hoa về nhà trồng và mỗi sáng đều chạy lên sân thượng để kiểm tra xem hoa mười giờ đã nở chưa và luôn cảm thấy vui mỗi khi có một bông hoa nở đẹp. Giờ thì không cây cũng chẳng cỏ, chỉ thầm ngưỡng mộ những người luôn nuôi dưỡng tình yêu đặc biệt với thiên nhiên.
It's funny how my phone could be instantly filled up with texts and calls and missed calls during day time and almost always in an absolutely silent mode at night. It actually makes sense because I set my phone on 'airplane' mode every single night... So that I won't get disturbed while sleeping because of [...]
“People say you're born innocent, but it's not true. You inherit all kinds of things that you can do nothing about. You inherit your identity, your history, like a birthmark that you can't wash off. ... We are born with our heads turned back, but my mother says we have to face into the future now. You have to earn your own innocence, she says. You have to grow up and become innocent.”
― Hugo Hamilton, The Sailor in the Wardrobe
I grabbed myself one of the Post-it notes, wrote your name down and sticked on the wall. With knowing that you're never going to find it... just like one in a million of stars... #thinkingofyou #thenotecoffee
I never truly believed when someone said he or she was too busy until I have become addicted to being busy. This is when I've realized that it can easily take me 20 hours to reply not-so-urgent texts; it takes days to reply my not too-urgent-emails-because they-can-wait and my Facebook inboxes are full of unread [...]
Not too long ago I was in my 20-something crisis. I knew I was. I saw negative sides of things that I encountered on a daily basis with the highest level of disappointment I can get... I found nothing interesting in anything or anybody. That sounded so bad wasn't that? I walked along the rainy [...]