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watch yourself and your life unfold in a suspiciously large amount of beautiful ways …if u dare …
Feb 9, 2024
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yesterday, I sat in a movie theater, watching a 5/5 film, but somewhere between the frames, I slipped away in my own world. my eyes wandered around the room, scanning the foam-lined walls, the dust resting on cushioned seats, the soft glow of the screen flickering against strangers' faces. for a moment, I was no longer in the film— I was in my own world, watching, unnoticed, in a room full of people, feeling as though i am in a film myself.
it happens in the classroom too— pens scratching, pages turning, heads bent in deep concentration. and yet, I lift my gaze, watching the quiet rhythm of work, as if the scene before me is unfolding on a screen, as if I am only passing through.
maybe it’s a habit of slipping between worlds. one foot in reality, the other in observation. caught between being present and stepping back, seeing life not just as it is, but as a scene, a story, a moment unfolding. perhaps that’s the beauty of it — to exist both within and outside, to live and to notice, to be part of something yet still see it from afar.
Feb 22, 2025
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🕵maybe living feels so dull at times that overhearing what’s going on in a stranger’s life becomes insanely intriguing. there’s something deeply introspective about getting a glimpse into someone else’s world, like realising how different their life might be, yet just as vivid, messy, and complex as your own. perhaps in the middle of that random curiosity you might even catch a flicker of something familiar… a shared feeling, a similar struggle, resembling mannerisms...
humans, am i right? 🌠
Apr 18, 2024
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💧there’s something so primal in how safe and held I feel in the hot tub section of a jimjilbang.
it makes me feel connected to something seemingly small and fleeting and yet so much bigger than myself, starting from long before I was here.
hot spring.
sitting, looking, being.
washing ourselves
washing loved ones.
maybe I’ll see a mother braiding her daughters hair,
maybe I’ll see two friends giggle over gossip
as they share a bottle of lotion.
or maybe I’ll smile
when I lock eyes
with an elderly woman
I see so much of myself in.
maybe today I‘ll put on a pretty outfit,
or perhaps a comfy one.
maybe I’ll run into you again next time—
but probably not—
and then we go home.
and then we go home.
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😃pull your car to the side when you see a motorcyclist passing by, you just might get a peace sign…
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⚪I used to not get it…but the drama… the pondering … the yearning… the wonder … boomers were on to something…