Inner Nothingness

People often say there are no such things as "thinking of nothing," because even if you're thinking of nothing, you're still thinking of something. Yet, for the first time yesterday, I've realized there are such things as inner nothingness. As I took my evening walk around the neighborhood before the early sunset, my thoughts were consumed… Continue reading Inner Nothingness

Young, Invincible, Eternal

On an ordinary Saturday mid afternoon, I biked about 42 km back and forth. It felt so nice, I felt so free as I strolled away into the wind. The sun beamed down on me and the little wild daisies were swaying back and forth in the breeze. I couldn't have been happier, feeling any freer than… Continue reading Young, Invincible, Eternal