Category: Summer 2016

the rooftop.

To me, rooftops have always been intangible places of reflection.

I would read so many stories where the main characters would climb out the window of their room onto the half-dome shaped tiles, laying back and watching the stars up above as they let their mind run free. Equally as wonderful would be when there was company, making it multiple trains of thought instead of just one.  Continue reading

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On Sitges + Snorkeling

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Sitges, a coastal town in the Catalonia region of Spain, became our primary home for the week. Hills surround the area, and the streets are illuminated at night by shops, churches, restaurants, and homes. Seventeen sand beaches line the deep blue waters, some of them with climbable rocks rising above the waves close to shore.

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Moderately-unexpected adventures.

In all honesty, I’m very surprised that this particular trip was executed this well.

Around November or December, some family members from my dad’s side started to come together in discussion of a gigantic family gathering- with “gigantic” meaning almost thirty people. Many locations were proposed, and there was most definitely lots of debate over the best place, but eventually the group settled almost unanimously on Barcelona, Spain. I can very clearly remember my mom telling me the overall plan back then and thinking to myself: wow, it’ll be a seriously insane experience if this actually pulls through. 

And before I knew it, it was the morning of June 17th and I was scrambling to throw all necessary belongings in a suitcase because we had to be at the San Francisco airport by 4pm at the latest.  Continue reading

imagine a plane with no windows

my seat is halfway leaned back and bass is pounding in my ears as I dream,
traveling has always made me oddly poetic, even when the people sitting in the row ahead are shaking the seats and cutting through the high volume on my headphones.

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On Changing Tables

My workspace evolves as I do.

When I was younger, I had a solid wooden desk with three drawers on the left side and one under the space where the chair tucked under the table. It grew to be a well-loved place of hoarded objects, brimming with not only papers but also stickers, pebbles, keys, Post-its, and spare parts of various old and broken devices that were no longer in use. My childhood desk now lives under the care of my younger sister, and it will soon change to her will as it did to mine earlier.  Continue reading

Re-experiencing Monterey.

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Monterey is a city I associate closely with my childhood memories, since it was extremely often that my family and I would drive South of our home near San Francisco to explore the natural beauty of this beachside area.

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This Week’s (Year’s) Episode

When I’m at a loss for what to write, I tend to go through my archives- whether those be blog archives or the stacks upon stacks of notebook pages I’ve filled over years, I lean towards reflection on previous events.

Today, I stumbled across two posts I wrote towards the start of junior year. I often used to write something I liked to call “This Week’s Episode,” and each was essentially a reflection or recap of the week I had.  Continue reading