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Mar 23, 2026
I once planted lettuce, hoping it would bring a touch of nature into my bleak, concrete-jungle existence. Lettuce, because the internet said they're virtually unkillable. And I needed that, because I’ve unintentionally committed more acts of botanical homicide than I care to admit. True to its reputation, the lettuce was persistent. The sprouts pushed through the soil with vigor. Too much vigor, honestly. It was messy. So, in an attempt at aesthetic appeal, I plucked them out and replanted them into neat lines. They were beautiful. For about 32 hours. Soon they started to grow disorderly again. So, I uprooted them - again - and fixed their alignment. Then, I did it once more.
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Jan 25, 2026
When it snows, I build a snowman. No grand reason. When I wake up and the world happens to be covered in white, I head out to crunch around in it for a bit. I'm not fond of the cold, but snow brings back childhood memories - mostly having to shovel ten inches of it in suburban New York - but still, it makes me feel like a kid again. So I end up exerting a good deal of middle-aged energy into building a snowman.
Jan 13, 2026
Since a young age, my existence was often defined by superficial markers: Asian, Yankee, tomboy, hippie, nerd, geek, socially awkward - the list goes on. I was a foreigner in America, and somehow, still a foreigner back home in Korea. I was framed as 'different' or 'abnormal' simply because I refused to follow the socially mandated consensus for my gender or age. My life didn't tick to the same rhythm as 'the others,' and that was enough to make me a target for judgment. Having experienced various social labels being forced upon me against my will, I’ve grown to dislike categorizing people with specific words.
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