Love or Loving the Idea of Being in Love?

It’s everywhere — on timelines, in cafés with overpriced set menus, in Instagram stories filled with soft lighting and captions that read li...

When “Age Is Just a Number” Stops Being the Right Answer

I just had a birthday. The kind of birthday that doesn’t come with balloons or dramatic revelations, but instead arrives quietly, tapping yo...

The Ethics of Content Farming

There was a time when the word “farming” felt grounded. It implied patience. Seasons. Waiting for things to grow at their own pace. You plan...

The Weight of a Title

I found myself thinking about titles recently. Not in a grand, philosophical way at first, but in that very ordinary, almost irritated manne...

Am I a Failure? A New Year Resolution Aftermath.

I was having a casual conversation with a friend not too long ago. The kind of conversation that lives somewhere between kopi and confession...

New Year Resolution? No, Thank You!

I don’t have a resolution for 2026. In fact, I refuse to have any. I have voluntarily, cheerfully, and with full philosophical commitment, d...