When I redesigned this space 5 years ago (5 years ago?! time sure did a speedrun), I thought about my schedule, the routine I’d built, and how I imagined my blogging habits would evolve. With that in mind, I designed this blog around what I thought my new style of blogging would be: short and simple.

Guess what?! I’m actually not built that way.😤

An outspoken person trapped in an introvert’s body. I have so many thoughts in my head, and I always want somewhere to dump them. The most convenient place has always been my own little corner of the internet. This blog. Sure, there’s social media but a blog is where the heart is. I feel free here because this space is mine, with my own rules.

I tried to follow the tl;dr mantra, but alas, I’m far too loquacious to restrict myself from speaking my mind. 🙊

In hindsight, I realized it was far more uncomfortable to limit what I wanted to say than to simply say it with no holds barred. I’m the type of person who has opinions on everything, and being such a recluse, I don’t really have anywhere else to healthily let those thoughts out besides my blog and my personal offline journal. With my anxiety, my mind is practically a beehive of thoughts that need an outlet, lest I start feeling suffocated.

Of course, I’m not all talk and completely unfiltered. I do filter my thoughts. I’m deliberate about what I want to say and how I should say it, but writing those thoughts down comes naturally to me.

While my parents probably consider my outspokenness one of my flaws—especially compared to my very reserved left-handed siblings (I just had to mention that trait, considering I’m also the sole right-handed, exact middle child—the third of 5 children)—I’ve always been the one who isn’t afraid to tell my parents exactly what I think.

I don’t like lying. It agitates me, and I can’t comfortably live with a lie I made anyway. I’d rather be blunt and say what I genuinely think.

That being said, I don’t see myself as a particularly good person. I have flaws too. I’ve made mistakes I’m not proud of, especially during my younger, more naive years. But I’m not shameless enough to avoid taking responsibility for them.

I digress. 😮‍💨

As the months and years passed after the redesign, I noticed myself typing longer and longer paragraphs. The words just came out naturally. I also realized what made me hold back in the first place: I’m a bit anal-retentive when it comes to my blog. I wanted every post to feel polished, carefully selected, scheduled, and aesthetically pleasing.

But you know what I actually wanted all along?

A space for my thoughts. That’s it!

In fact, my drafts vault is overflowing with topics that have never seen the light of day simply because I kept trying to beautify every single blog post.

Now?

Fuck it.

I’ll just post them one by one.

I’ll post more, even if they’re nothing but walls of text. I’m fighting against the trend. You want short videos and constant sensory overload? Well, tough luck, I’m going to post text! Long paragraphs of it! Consider this my tiny act of resistance against the modern internet landscape.

So yeah, my new design will highlight me more—my thoughts more!

For the longest time, I prefaced my blog’s identity around its design, graphics, the reviews, carefully made blog banners, and sad attempt flatlays. But not anymore!

The wall of text is going to be the muse of this space.

I won’t keep cramming my thoughts into a tl;dr format anymore. Thankfully, the current design can actually accommodate my fickleness, even though it was originally built for the exact opposite. Turns out it’s much more flexible than I gave it credit for.

People always say, “nobody reads blogs anymore.” Well, nobody likes to read, period. (but that’s another post I’ve already written and I’ll publish that one soon.)

But this is me.

This is the habit I grew up with: writing my thoughts and finding happiness in doing so. There’s something incredibly satisfying about untangling the words that have been stuck in my head and finally seeing them on a page, even if I’m the only one who ever reads them.

The catharsis of writing essays and blog posts is simply unmatched.

This is my own little act of resistance, too.

I like to write.

Lots of it.

And I’m not letting the internet convince me otherwise.

And with that, the first half of 2026 is officially over! I can’t believe we’re already in the second half of the year! I can practically feel the days speeding by! I’m legit all nerves because later this year I will be welcoming a new decade! 👵🏻 But until then, gotta soak that remaining youthful? energy!

It’s kinda wild when I think about it. I started this blog in my early 20s and here we are, still yapping after all these years! Anyway, enough reminiscing, here’s everything that went down this June!

Life Lately

• Chaotically fun first week?! My fur baby’s 10th birthday, then my sister’s birthday, also remembering dad all happened within the same week. Needless to say, it was exhausting and kinda expensive?! We were celebrating something almost every day, which also meant I ate out a lot haha. No complaints though, I do love spending time with my family and celebrating life’s little milestones. The biggest celebration, of course, belonged to our baby Lexi because she’s officially a decade old! I’ve never had a pet reach this age before and she still has so much guts! Doxies really are the best. 🐶
• I actually blogged something that wasn’t a wrap-up! I published two new blog posts and I still have three more sitting in the drafts. I’m hoping to get those out this month too but I also want to let each post breathe a little before putting up the next one. I’ve realized I don’t need to put so much pressure on myself to dazzle every post. Sometimes I just wanna squee. or rant. or vent. or yapp over something completely random? provocative? semi-deep thoughts?! Haha! This perhaps my I-couldn’t-care-less era and honestly? It’s pretty freeing! ✨️
• On-and-off dizziness. I’ve been dealing with random dizzy spells throughout the month. They weren’t severe enough but it’s still anxiety inducing. I’d suddenly feel floaty, off-balance, and somewhat unsteady. It’s such an uncomfortable feeling! The episodes come in waves, it surges then it gradually fades away. Maybe it’s hormones? Is this maybe perimenopause creeping in? Things have definitely been happening more sporadically than my usual cycle symptoms. I really should get it checked whenever I finally work up the courage. *hides*
• Rethinking my hobbies. I’m still determined to redesign this blog and make it feel more like my style now, but alas, life—or more accurately—health keeps getting in the way. I also finally moved my yearly reading tracker from Notion to Airtable. I still dig Notion’s interface but updating tables there in bulk is honestly such a pain. These days convenience wins. Maybe it’s age. Maybe I’m just easily losing my patience. Probably both?! Also, my nightly anime marathon continues! I just finished Kuroko no Basket and the nostalgia, maaan!!! It instantly transported me back to mid-2010s when my weeb resurgence energy was at its peak. I’m currently rewatching Dr. Stone. I never got around to the later seasons and now that it’s finally finished, it felt like the best excuse to start from season one! Perfect timing for anime series always hits differently when you’re in the right mood.
• I have public twitter once again. Yeah, I’ve been pretty active on my alt twitter 🤫 account, mostly because I somehow ended up debating about Dengeki Daisy. Some of y’all really love to moral grandstand over what’s ultimately just a fictional trope. 😮‍💨 Anyway, some people aren’t exactly great at listening or reading comprehension and that’s all I’m gonna say (for now).

July Agenda

• Adulting once again. New quarter but same responsibilities, same deadlines. I also plan to finally publish the rest of my posts that I’ve already written. Oh, and I forgot to mention this but I recently received a message (hi! 👋) from one of my blog readers and it genuinely made my heart swell! I honestly never expected that people were still reading my little chaotic space, much less find comfort with my ramblings. So if you’re reading this, really thank you. It truly means more than you know! 🫂
• Sort out my finances. I’m almost done paying off my phone and a couple of other expenses, so it’s time to tighten the budget again. Everything just keeps getting more expensive, and it’s becoming harder to justify even the smallest treats for yourself. I’m still livid at the people making everyday life extra harder for everyone else but that’s a rant for another day. For now, I’ll just focus on what I can actually control.
• Just unromantic normie life things. I want to invest in a few household upgrades like a new hair straightener and a new vacuum but first things first! I need to make sure my finances are in order. I know we are encouraged to keep spending low because of inflation but at the same time we still have things we really need! Then there’s my niece’s birthday. Knowing her, she’ll probably just ask for cash again haha. And of course, the weather. I’m really hoping the rainy season (more like typhoon season) won’t be too rough. June wasn’t nearly as rainy as everyone expected and I’m honestly not sure whether that’s a good thing or not? So yeah, just life doing life things.

And that’s a wrap for June! Sending happy dust to everyone! Praying that July brings kinder weather and plenty of big & small wins! Have a blessed month ahead! 🌻🫧💭🌿

I have so many series of tweets on my public account that it feels like my thoughts are fragmented and redundant. Adding more noise to an already noisy crowd, especially with the recent news of bato being taken down. Then there is one company taking credit for the downfall, arrogantly warning that more sites will follow.

When it comes to piracy, my stance has always been “do what you have to do.” Some people are not made of money. In an ideal world, we pay for what we consume. That is the right thing to do. But in capitalist reality, that is not remotely realistic. An ordinary person on a normal salary has to be strategic about where their money goes. As awful as it sounds, capitalism brought this. This is a systemic effect of it.

Some will say, oh, so you choose to be moral when it is convenient? Unfortunately, life is too hard to deal with everything strictly by the book. When the system itself is disadvantageous to ordinary people, you choose your battles, and sometimes that battle is your money’s worth. Literacy, in any form, should not be reserved only for the wealthy and able.

I sincerely think that if the system remains the same, nothing will change. I have seen the internet landscape from before popular social media even existed, and free digital content has always remained accessible. Webtoons in particular started as a low-effort narrative format, short entertainment for web engines, before becoming what they are today. But the current business model is just too steep for ordinary people.

Yeah, and that’s another issue I genuinely find frustrating: they churn many near-identical series, and then they just call it a day. I don’t think the quality justifies the pricing model. Since they were made as quick entertainment, the plot suffers and is too simple for audiences to care about or literally get invested in. If they want us to pay the same way I pay for manga or anime (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6), they need to step up. But that’s another conversation for another day.

In comparison, I pay around 800 PHP for an annual premium account on Bilibili, which gives me access to their entire anime catalog—it’s A LOT! That same amount gets me, what? maybe eight or nine episodes of a webtoon, which can be deleted or expire without notice. That is an unbearably steep price for something you can’t even truly own. Music piracy also has decreased significantly because piracy is no longer the default way people access music. They built a system that works. Unless something similar is built for webtoons, it just a hydra situation. You cut one head off and more grow back.

To be clear, I am not against creatives getting paid. They do deserve it. 100%!  In fact, in the bigger picture, creators are often the ones at a disadvantage, trapped in predatory industry practices where compensation works against them. But again, you choose your battles, and not a lot of people have disposable income. I feel like I keep yapping about all this just to rationalize reading for free, and when it comes down to it, yes, it is wrong. Of course it is wrong! But that does not make these reasons invalid, because they are all still true. There are bigger issues here than counting lost sales from readers who were never going to be customers in the first place.

But really, who knows how far these cease-and-desist actions will go. But in my humble opinion, this is a knee-jerk reaction. It is a temporary solution that does not do anything at scale or create lasting change. This cycle will never end unless something real is actually addressed.

As of writing this post, I just finished Dr. Stone and wow! Just wow! Another incredible anime I’m happy to complete!

I’ve always believed that there is a perfect time and mood for every story. Sometimes a series finds you exactly when you need it and for me this time was Dr. Stone. Thankfully, the entire series is complete, which made marathoning it such a satisfying experience.

I remember falling in love with Dr. Stone when the manga started in 2017. Science was always one of my favorite subjects as a student, especially biology and physics. There was always something fascinating about understanding how the world works. So when I saw a story about rebuilding human civilization from nothing through science, I was immediately hooked.

But as time passed, and one new (short-term) obsession came after another, my excitement sorta faded. I stopped reading around the beginning of the treasure island arc, which was also where I stopped watching the anime. But when my timeline was suddenly filled with people celebrating the anime’s ending, I knew I had to return. After finishing Kuroko no Basket, I knew the next series had to be Dr. Stone.

And honestly? The nostalgia hit me hard!

Watching Senku restart everything from absolute zero was such a surreal experience. The modern world had disappeared for 3,700 years, and nature had reclaimed everything we built. But beneath Senku’s rough personality and uncouth mouth (which sadly, the translation wasn’t able to fully capture), there was always this unwavering determination to bring modern civilization back—with zero exceptions!

Seeing him progress from creating his first fire to eventually launching a rocket toward the moon was absolutely incredible. What made it even better was seeing how a journey that began with Senku alone eventually became a massive ensemble of amazing characters who were also experts in their own fields, each contributing something essential to humanity’s revival.

Like I said, I didn’t continue reading the manga anymore. So watching the treasure island arc, where the source of petrification was introduced, was almost new to me. Seeing how they infiltrated the island, and how the rest of the kingdom of science crew had complete faith in Senku’s knowledge of science that they allowed themselves to be petrified just to test their hypothesis regarding the mechanics of the petri-beam/medusa—that was teamwork at its best!

What I love about Senku’s character is that he welcomes everyone. We know he’s an amazingly intelligent guy, but he also admits that he can’t do everything by himself. That’s why he admires Kaseki’s craftsmanship, and even Chrome’s ingenuity. Despite not knowing about 21st-century modern science, Chrome was still able to come up with ideas on his own. Senku acknowledges every kind of expertise.

It wasn’t all science, it has action, too! I was not prepared for the South America arc. The standoff between the crew and Stanley’s elite soldiers was intense, brutal even. When Chelsea understood what was going to happen, I almost got teary-eyed too. Knowing nothing about what was going to happen myself, I was at the edge of my seat wondering what would happen next!!! 😱

When they finally entrusted Suika with the revival, I was like, “they’re really gonna leave everything to this little girl?” But your girl was brave! It took her years, but seeing everyone finally unpetrified again was another favorite moment! I love the integrity of the story—that everyone can be a scientist (or Science user). Everyone can be an expert in something, and their expertise always has a place in the evolution of mankind.

Speaking of experts, I wasn’t too fond of Dr. Xeno and Stanley at first. Their bond, um, yeah, how do I describe it? It was heavily implied but remained ambiguous. Oh, not that I’m assigning meaning to it (or maybe I am? 😊), but they were close on a completely different level. While Senku had Taiju, Xeno and Stanley had this almost unwavering affection and devotion toward each other. Maybe I’m just reading too much into it. Admittedly, I love this kind of relationship where one person has absolute faith in another and is willing to protect them no matter what (like Hak to Yona).

And whether that was amorous or not, well, it’s up to our imaginations! But one thing’s for sure: Dr. Xeno will always view science with elegance, and he also has that same magnitude of faith and loyalty toward his equally elegant friend? partner? in Stanley.

It also dawned on me how Earth would survive without us. A lot of the things we built only remain because humanity exists and is able to preserve them. But nature is really the true dominion of the Earth. She can engulf everything and reclaim it should she want to.

Nothing but amazement at how Earth continues to live on its own, even without humans around. It will still prosper without us.

Pseudo-philosophical thoughts aside, while I was making my way through the last few episodes, I was feeling really emotional. Senku started by creating fire, building his lab, experimenting with how to make the revival fluid, befriending the small village of his father’s descendants, then creating the Kingdom of Science brick by brick, finding the Medusa, traveling across the world, petrifying the whole world once again, reviving one country at a time, launching the spaceship, and successfully booting why-man off the moon!

What a fucking absolute badass journey!!!

Gosh, when they were launching Senku 11, I was proud as fuck, because they went from almost nothing to launching a massive spacecraft. That was one huge leap from the stone age to modern science.

I just can’t help but think about the resilience and desire of humankind when we truly set our minds to something. While sometimes I lose faith in humanity, it’s undeniable that we have built incredible and marvelous things born from the human mind.

(Apologies for the long-ass post, this was my post-watch ramblings, raw and unfiltered! 🙈)

I’ve mentioned about this plenty of times, but lately I’ve been staying away from endless scrolling because I’ve realized how detrimental it is to my attention span. So I thought, why not channel my laziness into watching anime instead? At least it asks me to focus on something for longer than 5 minutes.

Before this I used to watch random vlogs but I stopped that, too.  Sure, they’re long, but they often feel directionless. They never really improved my attention span despite the length. A full vlog can still feel empty: nothing lingers, nothing stays with you. It is still something you need not to invest or imemrse.

I digress, some people would probably argue that anime is a juvenile way to spend your time. I don’t think so, because anime has plot. It has structure. It makes me think. Vlogs like travel vlogs, which I used to be so engrossed in don’t really do that for me anymore. Looking back, a lot of them feel overly externalized, all movement and spectacle. And honestly, my own drive to travel has faded a bit too. Real life gets chaotic, and sometimes you lose the spark to chase your own wanderlust and focus more on what’s right in front of you: the here and now.

Like I said, I’ve been watching a lot of anime but mostly rewatching. I’ve also been rereading books, manga, and webtoons from my stash (as seen in yearly reads so far). Yeah, just about anything to keep myself from endlessly scrolling. Because beyond ruining my attention span, scrolling makes me agitated and, again, directionless.

There’s something about immersing yourself in fiction (reading between the lines, remembering character names, noticing details) that moves your brain more than people realize. And I feel like in this time and age, we’re slowly losing our ability to stay still and be patient. We always want things instantly, like pronto! But back then, patience was part of how we consumed media. We sat through TV ads, waited for weekly episodes, waited for movies to come out (or wait a year or so before it officially premieres on TV/cable). We had to focus and take in things one by one, letting the details settle.

What also bothers me is how so much content online feels designed to rage-bait, to provoke and keep people angry. It’s honestly disheartening to witness how much media illiteracy is out there, too, and how many people seem unable to separate fiction from reality.

And that’s exactly what frustrates me: when that inability may eventually lead to censorship simply because some people can’t engage with fiction as fiction. What kind of cultural climate are we creating if fictional works constantly have to defend themselves against real-world moral standards?

I’ve spent years consuming fiction like series, books, films, and I’m still perfectly capable of distinguishing right from wrong, and fiction from reality. That’s the point. Fiction doesn’t erase discernment; if anything, it sharpens it. What makes me sad is that discussions around fiction now are so often flattened into moral judgments based on real-life standards, instead of being discussed within the context of the fictional world itself. Nuance gets lost. Everything becomes generalization, and honestly, I’m getting tired of seeing it.

As someone who grew up as an early internet adopter, I can’t help but feel how much the web has changed and not always for the better. I don’t like the direction it’s heading. We’re becoming more restless, more reactive, somehow less thoughtful, and sadly less intelligent.

I could say more, but I’ll stop here.

I read that even writing long-ish paragraphs feel harder now, which says a lot. That in itself feels like proof that something is shifting in how we think and engage. And ironically, it seems to be happening because we’ve let technology start taking more control over us than we ever intended.

Second (and last) part of my China (Shanghai) Travel Diaries. As I mentioned before, we had two important requirements, and one of them was a major theme park! It wouldn’t be a stretch to call it the main reason, ’cause my family loves them rides! And I must report that it was an enjoyable and memorable trip to Disneyland. (I know, I know, it’s a “paved paradise to put up a parking lot” situation, but sometimes we just need to have fun in an artificial fantasy land!)

My family and I really enjoyed our time there. We went ahead and rented cars (yes, two, ’cause we’re a family of nine!) and let me tell you, the Chinese are very keen on time. Some of my family members were five minutes late, and the drivers politely asked us not to be like that again. It was a bit embarrassing, but he was a pleasant man. During the whole car ride, our driver was, let’s just say, chatty and very fun. He even turned on the massage function of the seat and played some music (even though it was basically old Chinese pop).

We actually rented the cars just to take us there, so we still didn’t know how we’d get back to our hotel. When we mentioned it, he volunteered to pick us up again, and we were happy to oblige. We’re so grateful to him because he also arranged the other car for us. Like I said, the Chinese people we encountered were generally nice. I had good interactions with them.

We went on a day with perfect weather, 18°, slightly windy but with the sun shining brightly. It was a long walk from the parking lot to the actual entrance. I’m not sure if it was peak season or not, but the lines moved fast. Also, take note, you must bring your passport. Your passport is your ticket to Disneyland Shanghai. No QR code needed, just present your passport and they’ll scan it. Isn’t that amazing?

And just like HK Disneyland, I couldn’t stop gushing about how pretty the garden was. It’s hella larger than HK too. The main street was so wide. Actually, all the pavements were wide. I didn’t bump into anyone. I liked that there were lots of benches too, especially since this time our mom came with us. She didn’t try any rides outside of the boat ride and the castle, but she was happy just being with her children and all her grandchildren.

Also, the rides are spacious and extravagant. Because I’m prone to dizziness and have a fear of heights, I tend to avoid anything rollercoaster-y, but I tried my best to go on anything I felt comfortable with. My favorite ride was, hands down, Pirates of the Caribbean. I loved the feeling of drifting through the currents, and all the effects made it feel like we were roaring among the waves.

Unfortunately, I mistook Zootopia for something dizzy-inducing, but my fam said it was so cute and interactive. I wish I had ridden it. Then we went to calmer rides like the boat ride and Alice in Wonderland maze. I enjoyed Buzz Lightyear, Peter Pan, and Dumbo (thanks to my little nephew’s insistence after I passed up the chance to ride TRON). TRON was the biggest ride there. I didn’t even try, ’cause that’s not for me. My sister, though, lost her glasses on that ride and had to continue our trip squinting the whole time. I had to buy her a new pair as a birthday gift when we got home.

There were other rides too like Roaring Rapids and (forgot the name), which of course I declined to try.

The food was delish! Again, like I suggested in my other Shanghai post, skip GCash and install Alipay instead. We ate at a restaurant near the TRON area, and the burger was humongous! And really tasty too. I got the vegetarian one, and they didn’t skimp on the ingredients. The drinks were tall!

What I loved most, though, were the staff. They were genuinely friendly and warm. I appreciated this, especially since in HK Disneyland, the staff sometimes felt a bit distant. I’ve been to major theme parks around Asia like Universal Studios in Singapore and Japan as well as Legoland Malaysia. My general consensus? Shanghai staff were friendly. Well, USJ is like top-tier, no contest, but I would say the staff here were also very accommodating and kind.

We didn’t get to watch the fireworks and light show in the end because we promised to meet up at 9:30 p.m. sharp so the car could pick us up. And even though we missed it, I think we made the most of our time and enjoyed a lot of rides. Thankfully, the longest wait I had was just 40 minutes. The lines were long but moved fast, so it didn’t feel like forever.

I know people say you need two days, but I think our one day was pretty productive. We got to ride most of them, skipping the ones that are already in HK.

Overall, I had a happy experience. Between HK and Shanghai, I’d say I pretty much enjoyed Shanghai better. If the opportunity comes again, I’ll definitely visit again!

When I redesigned this space 5 years ago (5 years ago?! time sure did a speedrun), I thought about my schedule, the routine I’d built, and how I imagined my blogging habits would evolve. With that in mind, I designed this blog around what I thought my new style of blogging would be: short and simple.

Guess what?! I’m actually not built that way.😤

An outspoken person trapped in an introvert’s body. I have so many thoughts in my head, and I always want somewhere to dump them. The most convenient place has always been my own little corner of the internet. This blog. Sure, there’s social media but a blog is where the heart is. I feel free here because this space is mine, with my own rules.

I tried to follow the tl;dr mantra, but alas, I’m far too loquacious to restrict myself from speaking my mind. 🙊

In hindsight, I realized it was far more uncomfortable to limit what I wanted to say than to simply say it with no holds barred. I’m the type of person who has opinions on everything, and being such a recluse, I don’t really have anywhere else to healthily let those thoughts out besides my blog and my personal offline journal. With my anxiety, my mind is practically a beehive of thoughts that need an outlet, lest I start feeling suffocated.

Of course, I’m not all talk and completely unfiltered. I do filter my thoughts. I’m deliberate about what I want to say and how I should say it, but writing those thoughts down comes naturally to me.

While my parents probably consider my outspokenness one of my flaws—especially compared to my very reserved left-handed siblings (I just had to mention that trait, considering I’m also the sole right-handed, exact middle child—the third of 5 children)—I’ve always been the one who isn’t afraid to tell my parents exactly what I think.

I don’t like lying. It agitates me, and I can’t comfortably live with a lie I made anyway. I’d rather be blunt and say what I genuinely think.

That being said, I don’t see myself as a particularly good person. I have flaws too. I’ve made mistakes I’m not proud of, especially during my younger, more naive years. But I’m not shameless enough to avoid taking responsibility for them.

I digress. 😮‍💨

As the months and years passed after the redesign, I noticed myself typing longer and longer paragraphs. The words just came out naturally. I also realized what made me hold back in the first place: I’m a bit anal-retentive when it comes to my blog. I wanted every post to feel polished, carefully selected, scheduled, and aesthetically pleasing.

But you know what I actually wanted all along?

A space for my thoughts. That’s it!

In fact, my drafts vault is overflowing with topics that have never seen the light of day simply because I kept trying to beautify every single blog post.

Now?

Fuck it.

I’ll just post them one by one.

I’ll post more, even if they’re nothing but walls of text. I’m fighting against the trend. You want short videos and constant sensory overload? Well, tough luck, I’m going to post text! Long paragraphs of it! Consider this my tiny act of resistance against the modern internet landscape.

So yeah, my new design will highlight me more—my thoughts more!

For the longest time, I prefaced my blog’s identity around its design, graphics, the reviews, carefully made blog banners, and sad attempt flatlays. But not anymore!

The wall of text is going to be the muse of this space.

I won’t keep cramming my thoughts into a tl;dr format anymore. Thankfully, the current design can actually accommodate my fickleness, even though it was originally built for the exact opposite. Turns out it’s much more flexible than I gave it credit for.

People always say, “nobody reads blogs anymore.” Well, nobody likes to read, period. (but that’s another post I’ve already written and I’ll publish that one soon.)

But this is me.

This is the habit I grew up with: writing my thoughts and finding happiness in doing so. There’s something incredibly satisfying about untangling the words that have been stuck in my head and finally seeing them on a page, even if I’m the only one who ever reads them.

The catharsis of writing essays and blog posts is simply unmatched.

This is my own little act of resistance, too.

I like to write.

Lots of it.

And I’m not letting the internet convince me otherwise.