The creative community is a very financially unstable one. Since art isn't a commodity, most of us do not see a need to pay for it. We consume so much content over the Internet for free without realising the amount of time, effort and cost put in to create them. We proclaim that we support… Continue reading Paying for content
And it is life changing! I heard this over a podcast episode at "How Do You Write?" by Rachael Herron that this writer (I cannot for the life of me remember her name) brings a wireless keyboard with her everywhere she goes. That way, she doesn't need to carry her laptop everywhere, and can write… Continue reading I bought a Bluetooth keyboard
I used to think that it is sad to do anything alone in the public. To eat alone. To shop alone. To go to the movies alone. But over the years, I have gotten quite accustomed to doing things on my own. I am not sure what led to this, but now, I am comfortable… Continue reading A day off reality
At the beginning of this November month, I made the decision to wake up at 5.30 a.m. every weekday. Before this, I was already waking up at 6.00 a.m., which many already think is incredibly early. I decided to bring it up a notch to 5.30 a.m. just so that I have sufficient time to… Continue reading Waking up at 5.30 a.m.
Okay, so I might not be exactly at that "quarter life" age, but who said anything about having to be an exact age to be going through this? If that is the case, all of us would be able to prepare for this. I came to this realisation yesterday that what I am currently feeling… Continue reading Quarter Life Crisis
"I will never spend more than 2,000 dollars for a phone. That's ridiculous." "Well, I will never spend more than 1,000 dollars for a pair of shoes." What each of us is willing to spend money on is subjective. I am willing to spend a lot more on a smart phone because to me, it… Continue reading Spending on what matters
How did a happy day end up in tears? How did the day end with sorrow and fear? When it feels all too familiar, this feeling inside When it all comes out no matter how hard you hide Why is this happening, I hear myself ask Why is it impossible, to ask for one simple… Continue reading How? When? Why? What? Where? Please.