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They just added Mr. Nobody to Netflix. It was my favourite movie of the year in 2009. It’s the type of movie that makes all “What if…”-questions irrelevant. Whatever decision you make in life, there is never a wrong decision. There is nothing to regret, just a lot to accept. I also remember a scene where Nemo raises a question about falling in love. Read More …

There is a little too much change now, and during this course, I lost my relationship with people. I’m trying to keep my head above water, but the rest of my body feels numb and weak. I push so hard at the gym, but I don’t quite know what for anymore. At work, I work Read More …

It must’ve felt like dropping out of the school of life after completing kindergarten. I’m 32, in a place where I don’t know what to do with myself. I don’t want to conform; instead, I want to learn to focus on myself for a while. Over a year ago, I’d spent almost ten days living Read More …

Someone once said that if the presence of reality became too extraordinary, our consciousness would seek refuge in imagination. That used to be a straightforward thing for me to do, and I’d always feel much better about the world, the people around me and even myself. It’s just that as I grow older, I find Read More …

You, I’m supposed to write for you, aren’t I? I never really thought about that, actually. Back in the days at university, I was often smitten and did it the Shakespeare way. I wrote when I was in love and would dedicate the stories to someone’s initials and never tell them. You might think it’s Read More …

What date is it today? I guess it’s just another day I haven’t read or written. The scribbles in my journal are almost illegible and make less sense day by day.   The sound of construction work outside is flaring up my abdominal pain. The neon lights in the evening hurt my brain, but I Read More …

Yesterday a friend told me that he was going back to university to study some form of management because he is sick of being bossed around. Today I’ve been asking myself if there is anything that I could do, too, in order not to be bossed around any longer. However, I don’t see myself as Read More …

I don’t really know what it means to blog anymore. It’s either the lack of words or I have become too self-conscious to share anything. There was a time where writing fiction was only steered by emotions that I needed to express or release. But as you grow older, you learn to share the wheel Read More …