All my life, I have been struggling to find out what is my passion. I see how so many people are so driven by one thing or another: cooking, photography, music, cars. They are so passionate about a particular topic that they are a walking encyclopaedia of that topic! I, on the other hand, have… Continue reading What are you passionate about?
I have a full-time job, and on good days, by the time I get home from work, it will be 7.30pm. I will then have a very small window of time to cook, eat, clean and wind down, before I am meant to go to bed at 10.00pm (I get up at 6.00am to hit… Continue reading Simplifying Meals
If I can be completely honest with you, I find it difficult deciding when I should blog, or when I should write by hand in my journal. It feels ridiculous to write the same thing on both, so which do I choose? I prefer blogging because... I type faster than I write It is easier… Continue reading Blogging vs Journaling
“You're leaving so early?” Guess what’s “early”? 6.00 p.m. The time when my work day should end. Yes, in Asia, on time = early. It’s no wonder almost everyone is never on time for anything here (don't get me started on wedding dinners here). It’s considered early for them. I was guilty of being one of… Continue reading Work-Life Balance
Ever felt like you need more possessions to feel whole? Better car, better bag, better home? This feeling of inadequacy is made worse with the advent of social media. We now get to see so many people showing off their new toy, their latest gadget, their expensive gifts, and think to ourselves, “lucky them”. But… Continue reading Minimalism: My Journey & Beginner’s Tips
I received a text message from a friend yesterday, asking if everything is alright because he hasn’t seen me posting anything on Facebook lately. It took me quite by surprise, because (1) I haven’t been actively in touch with said friend; and (2) despite (1), said friend actually noticed that I haven’t been posting much… Continue reading Social media addiction
For the longest time, I have feared expressing myself. I was so afraid of how others will see me. How others will judge me. Most of the time, these aren’t even people who matter. This fear of being seen as not good enough has prevented me from doing what I love the most: writing. This… Continue reading Ignoring Fear