As I waited to see him, my nerves took hold of me as if it had been years since our last meeting. The fluttering butterflies in my stomach were unexplainable, but I couldn’t help feeling a sense of excitement. However, during the time apart, I had overthought our past interactions, criticizing myself harshly for any perceived weakness. Continue reading A is for Anxiety (Journal Entry April 2022) Part II
It was a strange start to April, and a part of me wanted it to be an April fool day event. Continue reading An April Fool (Journal Entry April 2022)
The list underwent several revisions before it was finalized, and I was assigned to April 5th, 2022 list. I was content with this as I believed that my stay there had been prolonged enough. Continue reading End of Business Trip (Journal Entry March 2022)
I felt like a substitute teacher again, dealing with unruly students who couldn’t seem to shut up. From that I started calling them teletubbies because of this! Continue reading Business Trip with Teletubbies (Journal Entry March 2022) Part II
In the first few days, Scaredy Cat and Fat Cat made frequent appearances at the main office with voices laced with complaints about various employees they deemed idle. Continue reading Business Trip with Fat-Cat (Journal Entry March 2022)
had planned and stopped at a grocery store before hitting the road. We ended up enjoying our reunion by dining on the provisions I had picked up from the store. It was a cozy and intimate experience, just the two of us in a small, serene town. Continue reading A List of Places to Go (Journal Entry February 2022) Part II
It was a brazen move, right in front of the main building amidst a sea of people arriving for work, standing around chitchatting, or waiting to hop on the bus bound for Poland. Despite the early hour and the slight cover of the rising sun, I couldn’t shake my nervousness about kissing him in public. But in that moment, I pushed past my discomfort and leaned in for the kiss. Continue reading A Walk to Poland (Journal Entry February 2022)
His detailed description indicated that he wanted to be certain that we were talking about the same person. I confirmed that I was indeed referring to CC, and it was then that Mr. F bluntly advised me to stay away from him. I was taken aback by his warning, and my nerves were on edge as I awaited his explanation. Continue reading Maddness at My Door (Journal Entry January 2022) Part III
Once dinner was over he walked me back to my car then I drove him to his “parkhaus”, we said our good byes and went on our way.
The night ended and I was actually excited. Continue reading Bitter Passion Fruit (Journal Entry January 2022) Part II
Annie Ernaux was born in French in 1950; she studied literature and worked as a teacher and then as a professor who later won a Nobel Prize in Literature. Her first published work told the story of a woman going through an abortion when it was illegal. In her first few years of publishing, Ernaux churned out pieces categorized as fiction, but later she started writing biographical work based on her experiences. From that, she crafted several novels about her mother and father and many personal voyages. Continue reading Simple Passion by Annie Ernaux (Journal Entry January 2022)
There is unhappiness bubbling within me. From the moment (last week, 3/20/23) I heard the birds chirping to signal the rapid change from winter to spring; it’s then I started to feel ill. I felt like the season of being left out was upon me again. Continue reading Tales: April Shower
It’s the final act, and it still doesn’t feel like I have adequately spread the butter on this toast. Have I said enough or was it too much? I think it’s too little, as no life could be encapsulated in a four-part blog. I presumed that no one would read this far into this blog because this post isn’t littered with fancy pictures from a recent trip, so it feels more comfortable to truly write how I feel. Continue reading Tales: A Story I Couldn’t Tell (Final Act)
To celebrate a year of eating out “occasional” that a look at my favorite places. Continue reading Travel for Food: Poland & Germany
I grew up reading romance novels, but this genre is problematic in the way they position men and women in society. While these novels continue to be an excellent escape for me and could be credited with encouraging me to read more during my teenage years. Deep down inside, I know that I am a romantic at heart, but just like fairytales, Continue reading Tales: A Story I Couldn’t Tell (Act III)
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