it is not always possible to do what we want to do, but it is important to believe in something before you actually do it to be honest i'm not sure what i...
i have a bit of a confession. an addition of sorts. recently eclipsing one year, my friend and i mainstays at our local cocktail bar. critics say we’re alcoholics lol. i like to think we’re supporting our local business . i probably have spent a thousand dollars on drinks there in the past year. my partially delusional mind tells me its been worth it for all the free experimental drinks and shots…
my kindle died, and i completed all my NYT games in the morning. as a hyperaware commuter, here are snippets of conversations i had with myself this morning: another staircase at my subway stop opened up only for another one to close down lol we love construction. when will construction cease? probably never. queensboro plaza is one of the only places (if not the only place) where a numbered train…
i recently have been binging japanese city pop - but rather in a unique way. living in nyc record stores are about as ubiquitous as any other so called vintage thrift shop. some sell sealed new, some sell exclusively used. yet 95% of them are not as unique face records . specializing in japanese used and sealed vinyls, their eccentric focus is a refreshing break from the plethora of rock and metal…
hello. its been a while. alot has happened. nothing has happened. my creativity comes in waves. ive definitely been in a trough. my promise to myself is to at least attempt to be somewhat more consistent. what that looks like, im not too sure at the moment. anyways, every morning for the past month, the first thing i do even before getting out of bed is to message a group chat about our daily song…
it'll grow on, not because you're blinded look up to see what's been hiding cause you're not afraid all the days you can't mend convincing you to go on highlights from this year 1. how to be happy ... for now work in progress per usual :] 2. 929 iykyk. just kidding no gate keeping here. this my new favourite bar of all time. inspired by canto/mando pop, everything from the decour and ambiance, to…
it's a fleeting experience. a few days ago marked the first day i was back at work from a week off on vacay with some amigos. the friends i was with are some of the closest ones i have from college. hours filled with reminiscing how our life was. hours filled with playing cards like we use to. hours filled with how our extended friendship started. it all started with a random bet i had with a…
im 24 ... thought i would have it figured out ... wondering when i will be okay got no friends just alot of stress can someone tell me what the hell i missed? feels like the days are all the same friday night i'm tired as fuck yesterday i had a work/team reunion of sorts. i've been apart of this team for nearly 3 years seeing colleagues come and go. i'm currently the longest member of the team…
many close to me recognize my obsessive nature with food. of course we all need it to survive, but mine is rather peculiar - we have an interesting relationship. food to me is not just a means to an end. it trickles into my everyday choices, my daily emotions, my fondest memories. it's a major reason why i love to explore cities, travel abroad. i could go on for a long time talking about food.…
it's the best and worst metro system. the soul of the city. the dump of the city. it does not care who you are, where you've come from, how you got there - all walks of life still use it. it is always there but never when you need it. it pops up in almost every casual first time meeting ... oh sorry the N was delayed , how are you getting back/get here? ... as some of y'all may know, i recently…
i fucking hate moving. its not even the packing, even though i moved in with two large boxes plus two suitcases, and moved out with 25 boxes plus 3 suitcases plus furniture. its not even the exorbitant cost of hiring movers. its the abrupt nature that i can’t really prepare for. it doesn’t wait for me to catch up. gone are the days of spontaneous mamouns runs. gone are the days of doing a delicate…