If I'd have to choose a favorite place on earth, it would be Herastrau Park. It's the place which, of all the places I kept going to over the years, feels as an extension of who I am the most. Maybe because I had so many experiences there. It's the place I went to when … Continue reading A Stroll Through Herastrau Park
Some years ago, I was strolling through the park when I found a feather. Whenever I see a fallen feather, I slow my step and breathe in more deeply. I interpret it as a cue to calm down and not overthink. To become aware of my body, my breathing, my feet touching the ground. To … Continue reading The Story of a Framed Feather
The other cat shows up sometimes on the other side of the window. Sometimes it comes at night. Sometimes it comes early in the morning. It hides behind shadows or curtains. It looks a lot like my cat, but is it my cat? Not that I claim ownership over my cat--often, I feel that my … Continue reading The Other Cat [Three Ghostly Cat Photos]
