• A Love Letter to the UK
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    A Love Letter to the UK

    I can remember the 3 times I missed the UK so much that I cried. The first was right after watching England played against Colombia in the World Cup. Leaving the bar where we watched it with a group of friends, I walked to the bus stop with tears streaming down my cheeks, and H,…

  • It Finally Feels Like Home
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    It Finally Feels Like Home

    This post is a part of the writing project called Stories from the West that I started with Christa. We’re both currently living on the west coasts (Christa in the US, me in Sweden), hence the name of the project. We want to share our experiences living as immigrants, and every month we’ll write a post each with…

  • A Look Back on 2018
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    A Look Back on 2018

    2018. What a year. December last year, I explored Gothenburg as a tourist. It was my first time in the city. Excited and curious, I explored the city with my sister as the tour guide. I experienced my first snowfall here in Gothenburg, at Skansen Kronan where the city lied below. I went to Christmas…

  • Grateful.
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    Grateful.

    I’m starting to get what everyone has been warning me about winter here; the gloom, the bone-chilling weather, and the worst of all, the short daylight. Those warm summer days already feel like they belong to another lifetime. This week was particularly exhausting. I don’t know if it’s because of the winter affecting me, or…

  • On Finding Peace in the Sea of Negativity Online

    On Finding Peace in the Sea of Negativity Online

    In the last few months, I’ve seen a lot of friends who take a step back from social media. Either they deactivate or delete their accounts, or log off without knowing when they will come back. And I completely understand. Social media can be overwhelming, and can hugely affect your emotion or even worse, mental…

  • A Quiet Birthday
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    A Quiet Birthday

    Last week, I turned 28, and there’s a weird feeling that came with it. It’s not so much of a fear of getting older, but more like the fear of running out of time. The clock is ticking, but I feel like I haven’t done so much. I’m only a year older than a few…

  • All the Places I’ve Called Home

    All the Places I’ve Called Home

    I always find it difficult to give a simple answer to the question, “Where do you come from?” or “Where’s your hometown?” Those questions got me thinking, ‘Where is home?’ Is it the place where I was born? The place where I grew up? The place where I spent the longest time of my life? Or…

  • Winter Wonderland
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    Winter Wonderland

    “What do you want for Christmas?” H and my sister had asked me this question a few times, but I hadn’t given a definitive answer (we’re all about practicality here, so we just ask what each other wants for Christmas). This question really got me thinking and trying to figure out what I really wanted,…

  • Bibury, and the Reality Behind the Picture-Perfect Beauty
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    Bibury, and the Reality Behind the Picture-Perfect Beauty

    One of the perks of living in this digital era is the ease of travel planning. You can type in a place, and plenty of results will paint you a clear picture (to a certain degree) of that place. That’s how I found out about Bibury, and, at that time, its charms. For a long…

  • Six Years of Blogging
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    Six Years of Blogging

    Yesterday marked my 6th year of blogging. It’s funny to think that 6 years ago, I created this blog to distract myself after a nasty breakup. There were lots of soppy posts back then, and at the beginning, I didn’t tell anyone about this blog (with the crap that I wrote back then, I’m not…