Category: Ponder
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To fill time at a standstill
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in PonderNami, our four-year old Yorkshire Terrier, has been clingy more often than usual these past few days. He’s been begging me to pull him up with me on the bench while I worked at the dining table. I had to place one of the doggy stairs beside the bench to help him climb up by
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And then, the next: post-purchase what-ifs
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in PonderI would occasionally call my mum on evenings when Dylan was off playing badminton until very late. Honestly, I only ever do it if there’s any major changes in my life and for the past couple of weekends it was just all about house-hunting. This weekend was no different. If thirty days was all that’s
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My home and my misery
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in Ponder“When was the last time I was here? The house feels more lived-in now,” one of our friends said, as she walked through the laundry and into our kitchen/living/dining. I can’t remember when she last visited either, but I was just soaking in the compliment. “Dylan hates buying all the unnecessary things, but I like
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24 in 2024
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in PonderThere’s a prompt on Instagram called “24 in 2024” where people post a photo from when they were twenty-four, which prompted me to go through photos from a decade ago. Much of it had been lost in old phones never backed up but I managed to find a few. Prescriptions 24: taking meds to manage
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Ode to past endings
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in PonderIn the past I’ve sometimes done a summary of the year that was: 2023: this is my chance to revive this old tradition of reflecting about the past year. This has been at the back of my mind since our holiday trip a few weeks ago, but I’ve been enjoying doing nothing. Technically, too busy
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Home is where the house is
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in PonderEvery dream has an inspiration, and mine was simply ambition and anger: a fiery desire to stay anywhere but the Philippines and an overwhelming sense of loss and frustration over what the Philippines had become. This was fueled by an inter-generational thread of betrayal by the home country. One of things my mum had said
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Cursed
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in PonderTwo relationships and I’m cursed with a bad fate of hating one of my partner’s closest friends. Being treated in a similar manner (and then some) like I was treated over ten years ago unfortunately is still unforgivable in my book. There’s some overlap in what they both did: being spurned, shrugged off, ignored, and
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