Hi Fiya, — Hi Fiya, I’m sorry to hear that you’re feeling under the weather emotionally lately. I heard among many things, you are grieving and it has affected your perception of yourself. I know you’ve been struggling for a while now. Two years ago, you had to move out from your home…

Look, I’m not asking for you to be my saviour. I will do that myself, but would you be my haven? — Hey, would you come and sit with me? We’ve met a couple times, but I’m not sure that you’d remember me. The first time I visited you was when I could barely write my name and now I’m allowed to order drinks. There were always a lot of people around…

You know how you think you know but you don’t? — You know how you think you know but you don’t? This year is the first year in my life that I realised I don’t know lemon shit about anything, everything. …

Loss came in a couple different shapes these past months. One was familiar, the other was, well, strange. — Loss came in a couple different shapes these past months. One was familiar, the other was, well, strange. The first one arrived in the early days of January at twelve thirty. Like many of its predecessors, heartbreak was charming yet quiet. It came in unannounced, only with a sudden radio…

How does one prepare for grief? I have set up this view in my head that is to celebrate the life instead of mourn the loss. But I guess… — How does one prepare for grief? I have set up this view in my head that is to celebrate the life instead of mourn the loss. But I guess human brain is wired to mourn, isn’t it? This loss feels, smells, different. I have met heartbreak — but I’ve never…

Hey. — Hey, you. It has been a while since I write you a letter. I really hope you’re doing well amidst all the chaos happening around the world. Of course, I have not forgotten about you. I imagined how quiet it is now by the Port where I used to people-watch…

Dear Self, — Dear Self, Try to listen more, talk a little less. I know you’ve written a few of these for this past weeks. It’s almost half one in the morning and you have to be early tomorrow so you’re kinda have to rush this one – but I’d like to remind…

Says the book Andra gave to me on Christmas dinner. A pale brown hard cover-book with golden edges, titled “5 Years Q&A”. It has over a… — Says the book Andra gave to me on Christmas dinner. A pale brown hard cover-book with golden edges, titled “5 Years Q&A”. It has over a thousand questions, one for each day, throughout five years. Today’s question is “are you in love?” My initial reaction is: fuck. How can a…

Dear B, — Dear B, How are you? I’ve been having dreams about you. It often ended with me waking up before actually get to see you. It’s so weird. Now I know what the phrase I kept hearing “you can never loved someone as much as you miss them”. Do you know…