Tag: Essay
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Day 2
I guess I’m not a machine. I can’t just program myself to do things at certain times. You can’t just autopilot through your entire life. I definitely tried that. How harsh of me! I am so human (surprise, surprise). I get discouraged, I get jealous. I need pep talk, I need attention and tenderness from…
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It’s delicate
Surrounded by acquaintances, friends, family and love interests, and yet.. To the question ‘Why is it never enough?’ lies a futile answer. There is within me a secret chamber. It’s the source of all the vacuous feelings that often engulf me. I was vaguely aware of this in the past, now it is a resounding…
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Daily Grace, Daily Bread
Talking to N the pharmacist upon picking up my prescription made my day. I never talked to her in real life, only through texts when acquiring shifts. But she came out and we said hello. It started off as small talk and we ended up talking about her trip to South Korea, and the immigrant…
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On D-day
One and a half glasses of wine later, on one of the most (secretly) monumental days of my entire adult life. – unedited 15 hours later I wrap everything up, get the chores done, all prepped for another day, another week. I made sure not to deviate from my routine. I did exactly the same…
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On objectification
To objectify people is to dehumanise them. It is to over-emphasise their physicality and utility over the myriad of non-physical traits such as those regarding the mind, soul, virtues and spirituality, which give a person a certain sacredness unique to human beings. To objectify is to degrade, diminish or even desanctify a person from their…
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Day 25
글쓰기는 어디론가 깊숙히 들어가 사라져 버리려는 나의 영혼을 다시 달래고 깨워 빛으로 끄집어 내는 행위다.. 조용한 암흑, 진공속으로 기분좋게 들어가, 의식,정신, 존재 조차 잊어버리려 하는 내 자신을 다시 삶으로 불러내는 것이 글쓰기 같을 때가 있다. 희미한 의식중 무엇이 생각날까? 아무 생각이 없는게 어쩌면 잘 하고 있다는 표시 같기도 하다. 계획하고, 실행하고, 오류를 고치고, 예상 밖에…
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Day 12: 시간은 모래알 같아 (+ Translation)
시간이 너무나 빠르게 가서 야속하다. 지난날들을 되돌아보면 감격스럽다가도 사무치게 아리기도 하다. 고등학교 때 친구들과 찍은 수많은 사진들, 예전에는 그저 웃음을 주었지만 지금은 그 사진들을 볼 때 기쁨과 슬픔을 동시에 느낀다. 왜일까? 시간이 간다는건, 변한다는 뜻, 형체가 변하고 끝내 사라지기 까지 한다는 걸 의미한다. 애석하다. 시간이 있다는건 끝이 있다는 뜻이다. 인생이 정말 찰나 인 것을 조금씩…
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‘Forty Dollars for a book is too expensive!’
I kept telling myself ‘Nah, forty dollars for a book is too expensive’. I find myself visiting Unity Books over on High St again and again mainly for one particular book as of lately. It’s so peaceful when I walk in there, a shelter from the bustling streets, annoyed commuters, people grabbing a bite to…
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