

Milan: Where the Coffee Slaps, and Sky Sparkles
Milan moves slower than I’m used to — people walk like time is theirs. I’m still adjusting: learning public transport, surviving on vending machine espresso, and watching the sun set way past 8:30 p.m. The sky is clearer, the coffee is better, and strangers are kind without speaking a word I understand. I haven’t explored everything yet, but I’m here — and I’m hoping the city treats me good.
May 2


Sitting with the Silence: A Reflection on "My Heart and Other Black Holes"
Some books come into your life like people — quietly, unexpectedly, and with the power to leave behind a little warmth or a lasting ache....
Apr 24


When Disappearing Feels Easier Than Staying: "Johatsu"
“There are days when I want to disappear. But still, I continue to live.” – Anonymous Japanese saying. We live in a world where being...
Apr 22