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Back On Track

Trying to keep it together and keep going can be quite exhausting. Not letting possible failure bring you down, convincing yourself that everything will be okay while the doubtful and pessimistic voice screams something else.. I know my rational part is right. But how do you convince emotions? After spending the last week encouraging myself, reading and doing some self-therapy by binge-watching all the Vampire Diaries episodes I’ve missed since last year (yes, I actually watch this teenie-drama-series. I firmly disagree with the...

girl in front of cave

Decisive Days

Alone. Radio on to chase away the silence that echoes in the empty house. Anxiety runs through my veins, I’m restless and want to do unhealthy things to calm myself down. Don’t. Tomorrow is the decisive day. I’ve been brushing it off, thought that portrait and fashion photography is what I want to focus on, but only now I realise how much I want to continue with my documentary photography and thus get into the course. Of course, in the worst case, there...

Happiness In The Ordinary

Some days are perfect from the moment you wake up till you rest your tired head on the pillow and nestle down in cozy blankets. I wake up early to bake for the first time for ages. I craved this Oatmeal Cherry Crumble Pie since I’ve seen it on my favourite food blogger’s website a couple of days ago. It finishes just in time so I get to taste some of the warm, vegan deliciousness, then I leave to meet my Romanian acquaintance. The last time we saw each...

Bangkok-streets

Saving A Friendship In Bangkok

September 2015 How far would you go to save a friendship? After some back and forth that included a spontaneous trip to Manila, it finally works out: I’d meet up with my Burmese friend in Bangkok – as a compromise between Yangon and Singapore, where I’m staying for a couple of weeks. We met two years ago at a beach party in Singapore and subsequently got closer through Facebook – thanks to his insomnia and the fact that I, living in Switzerland, was the...

Faded Magic

I see three ghosts from my past in a day, people I haven’t seen for ages. In a time long gone, I was in unhealthy relationships with two of them – for reasons I don’t understand anymore. The possibility of a confrontation makes me feel uneasy, but emotionally I’m unaffected. The unjustified accusations of being needy and emotionally dependent, the control imposed over me, the self-esteem I lost because I was too young to know how to defend my boundaries, the tears of...