A work of art

Another day of snow. A good time to write, I guess. I would start with this: If someone watch a day of your life on mute, what message would it speak? Would it look like a work of art?My answer is yes and no. I cannot actually imagine my life on mute or imagine myself …

It’s who you are.

It’s getting colder every day, and I am surprised about how well I have known this place. I moved here a year ago, in tears. I wasn’t happy about this change, because I went to a good high school in Vietnam where I met all the soulmates I had ever wished for. And leaving all …