And then it comes, The wave.I can’t function. Im gripping the meatal railing of the roller coaster tightly, the one that the attendant instructed us

My mother was diagnosed with cancer when I was nine. She fought through three rounds of the disease until the last one, when she finally

Imagine a situation where being with yourself is an unbearable experience,but not as unbearable as being in the company of anyone else.It’s like being a

Maybe,just maybe,it’s meI’ve been waiting for. To stop trying to understandand start to feel.To stop offering meall kinds of wise and beautiful advicedisconnected from the

When I sit with you in the morning,I’m not always understood,but I’m always seen. I’ve never felt that you try to hurt meor that you

Once, when I was a child, my mother took me to the playground.At the playground, there was a group of kids playing together.I remember the

Sensitive souls did not come to the world to be enslaved by the need to exist, commonly covered by concepts such as:  ‘work’, ‘self-fulfillment,’ ‘career,’

How frightening it is to walk away.  From a place, from a person, from a country.  But the scariest thing is to walk away from

Inside me, two entities take turns between them—Iris and E-ris. E-ris, full of fear and pain, is curled in the corner of my being like

The following post is written to clarify the meaning when a certain post receives the phrase “reports from the sleeve” next to its title. On

When I was a child , on heavy winter days,I would sometimes “lose” my hand inside my raincoat sleeve. Then mom or dad would take

They arrive suddenly. Like clouds invading a clear blue sky.It starts with a slight tingling, through which the sky are still blue and empty of

I’ve always said, “Come on, move on. Enough with all this morning, enough crying- just Come on, move on”. Mom died? lots of moms die

Today again, just like then on the pier in Hong Kong, the tears came. Their words were different, but their essence seemed the same, as

As a walking dead, my feet walk in the streets of Bangkok.In every corner hides another ‘Iris’ that I was.The Iris who was excited at

One wakes up in the morning and immediately desires. Desires coffee, desires to wash their face, desires to execute what they planned. Desires. And at

Pain. Piercing, unyielding, stabbing. Rises to the eye’s edges and stings. As its echo comes the mind and begins to unfold the narrative that will

According to the biblical story, Egypt was a land where the Hebrews resided until the Egyptians began to enslave them. Only at that point, did

Imagine there is a stage. A show is performed on it. Whoever sits in the first row can only watch. Whoever sits in the second

Yesterday at sunset, the effect of your absence from the island, on my own experience of existence, became clearer to me. I sat at Zen