Thank you for your clumsiness in stumbling across this space, this one cobblestone among many in this universe of words.
This space is a location in my mind, a veritable Room of Requirement, for those Harry Potheads who may be reading this.
I unload most things here, like my piles of lists, mountains of meanderings, and prose haphazardly scattered across the rushes.
But more specifically (and more importantly), this space is for my vulnerability, anger, and nostalgic moments. And sometimes, this is where my ugly realizations are captured in meaningful ways.
left-brained, but incredibly sentimental
Asian, but white inside
an extroverted introvert
an old soul’ed millenial
a Canadian Filipino mentally marooned on my childhood island, Kosrae
If you want to send me ideas, bat your eyelashes at me, strike up a conversation, or just spam my inbox with one-word-emails (please try to control yourself if that is, unfortunately, your intent), here’s a way to do so: