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Every single day
Everyday is a new day, a new chance. In fact every moment is a chance to make a new choice. At any moment, I can turn and walk the other way. At every corner, freedom awaits those who dare to reach out and seize it.
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When a heartbreak looms
As I expected, a ripple of unease ran through my heart. And then I sensed that maybe later in the evening, my heart might just break. So it was Unity Books to the rescue. Joan Didion should do me good according to the shopkeeper’s diagnosis. So I took up his prescription and walked out with…
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Day 13
A certain shade of darkness in a person, a certain depravity that I identify with, draws me to them. It’s funny how you seek what is familiar even if that thing is something that haunts you. We find comfort in the familiarity of that terror. And when we catch a glimpse of it in another,…
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Day 12
Damn. You know it was really nice of you to message me but I kind of wish you didn’t. I mean I was real stoked but it’s really bothering me now because you’re in my head and it’s super distracting.
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Day 11
I really like it when you kind of pick yourself up on a rotten day and do something wholesome. You hate the cold and the lack of sun. You know you get a bit blue when it’s cold and cloudy. But I love that you do small things for yourself on those days because you…
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Day 10
자연스러움. 자연스러움에 대해서 배우고 싶다. 자연스러움을 소유 하고 싶다. 자연스러운 사람 곁에 있을때 얼마나 편안하고 즐거운지. 자연스러움은 어디서 나오는 걸까? 어떤 마음가짐에서 나오는걸까?
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Day 9
1 You are just a really wonderful person who often gets caught up in existential loneliness. You think that it’s a flaw, but it’s not your fault that it happens to you. It just happens, and that is just a fact. You enjoy observing people, though; sometimes, it’s not a voluntary choice. You notice small…
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Day 7: Fire alarm at 3 am
Last night, the power in the entire apartment went off. As of right now, It’s been more than 24 hours, and they are still working on getting it back on. I wrote the following paragraphs at 3 am yesterday as I waited outside the building along with other sleepy residents for the firemen to arrive…
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Day 6: Seoul, and then an island. And then?
I’m missing Seoul. Especially that dreamy, hazy summer of ’22 in the city. What is it about Seoul precisely that I miss? I don’t know. I think it kind of stirred up my identity. It questioned it. Each time I visited, the contrast between the edges of myself and the rest of the city seems…
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Day 5
Ilamnyuh 