Eleven years ago, I was best friends with a pessimist. I felt, though, that his pessimism was the product of idealism met with too much disa...

eight years ago, i lay in bed the day before my finals, waiting for a text. it never came. day one of the end of good mornings. something in...

At the end of the day when the fire’s done and through, all that’s left are the bare steel foundations, and the rubble, and the hole in the ...

The day before I sold my iPhone 6, I opened iMessage — for the first time in two years — and took screenshots of all our texts, from the fir...

In another life we would be friends. Best friends, even. Soulmates. But maybe soulmates are too alike to be friends. With soulmates there is...

The Wild Iris At the end of my suffering there was a door. Hear me out: that which you call death I remember. Overhead, noises, branches of ...

Lead, kindly Light, amidst the grey and gloom  The night is long and I am far from home  Here in the dark, I do not ask to see  The path ahe...

as a child the sun reaches out to you with all its splendour, and you happily give it your heart. it envelops your entire being and seeps in...

 For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face. - 1 Cor 13:12a At the eternal wedding, I stand at the threshold, white in my hair,...

 When I was young and I was overwhelmed with anger at my little brother or frustration about something that happened in school or indignatio...

But what about the old ugly hag? Wasn’t she tender and lighthearted before? There must have been a time when the light shone on her face and...

 I used to think I only cried in God’s tangible presence when He came down in the form of a miracle, a tangible, observable supernatural. Li...

I find it very hard to conceal my emotions. When I feel sad, or triggered, or angry, or upset, my whole body feels it all at once. My skin t...

Companies like it when you think like a child. Not that they would like you to be immature, of course, but that your brain reaches far and w...

when the flies create a chaotic storm around my head and mess with my thoughts with buzzing white noise static, when the dust gets into my e...

 I haven't really been able to write since year 2 of university. That year, I put my voice out to people, and it felt like they betrayed...

  "Who did you have lunch with today?" Wong Jie was my grandma's father-in-law's brother's wife. (Basically my great-g...

Falling in love is glamorous hell; the crouched, parched heart  like a tiger ready to kill; a flame's fierce licks under the skin. Into ...

Was doing my year-end review and realised there was too much to say about the mission trip, so I'm putting it in a separate post. There...