Carpet Roads

When I was a little child, my preschool used to have two-hour breaks where we could do whatever we want. We could go outside, play around with the swing, and chase each other like cops and robbers. All this with a teacher supervising us, of course. It was always something I look forward too. Usually, … Continue reading Carpet Roads

The Blacksmith Who Was Given Another Chance

In an evening inside The Red Lion, men, women swung their beer mugs about as they raised their voices demanding for another barrel. It was an occasion. A celebration for the league’s recent infiltration. The beasts stood no chance. It was unquestionable, absolute victory. The howls of strength and valor filled the pub’s atmosphere as … Continue reading The Blacksmith Who Was Given Another Chance

The Moment Where A Single Child Changed My View on Passion

Three days before New Year’s Eve, I was outside buying food, thinking about my future. Uncertainty, demotivation, and deliberate inaction were mountains I shouldered on a daily basis, and I have no idea what’s going on. I also don’t have any plans to do anything about it too. Over the months, I felt that my … Continue reading The Moment Where A Single Child Changed My View on Passion