April 11, 2025
Hello, and welcome.
Do you believe in destiny?
I’m not sure I do.
But according to someone who once read my chart, I was “meant” to be a writer, a teacher, someone who shares knowledge.
That idea never left me.
So I created this blog — partly to see if what they said was true, and mostly… because I needed a space.
I’m just one ordinary person among many.
I question myself constantly. I question life.
I don’t know why I was born — why in Vietnam, in this exact time, in this body, as me and not someone else.
There must be a reason, right?
But I haven’t found the answer yet. I don’t even know where to begin.
So I decided to begin with what I love: language.
And what I see: a world drowning in endless distractions.
Short videos. Shallow noise. Fast everything.
This blog is my way of resisting that.
It’s not for fame or for followers. It’s a small attempt to feel something again.
To regain the joy I once had — the joy of finishing a book cover to cover, of playing for hours, of being present with the little things.
That version of me felt full of life.
Now I often feel… blank. Lost. Distracted.
So I’m writing this blog to feel alive again.
To remember that I can still create, think, share.
To remind myself that my voice matters, even if it only reaches one person.
Here, I’ll share everything I reflect on.
And I hope you’ll share back too.
This is not a space of right or wrong — only different thoughts, different people, and the beauty of that difference.
If you’re here, thank you. Truly.
Let’s take this slow journey inward — together.
To remember that I can still create, think, and share.
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Excellent work! I really enjoyed reading your writing! Looking forward to more!
This is not a space of right or wrong — only different thoughts, different people, and the beauty of that difference. |
If you’re here, thank you. |
Truly. |
Let’s take this slow journey inward — together. |
Why I Created This Blog — A Space to Breathe, Learn, and Be |
Hello, and welcome. |
Do you believe in destiny? |
I’m not sure I do. |
But according to someone who once read my chart, I was “meant” to be a writer, a teacher, someone who shares knowledge. |
That idea never left me. |
So I created this blog — partly to see if what they said was true, and mostly… because I needed a space. |
I’m just one ordinary person among many. |
I question myself constantly. |
I question life. |
I don’t know why I was born — why in Vietnam, in this exact time, in this body, as me and not someone else. |
There must be a reason, right? |
But I haven’t found the answer yet. |
I don’t even know where to begin. |
So I decided to begin with what I love: language. |
And what I see: a world drowning in endless distractions. |
Short videos. |
Shallow noise. |
Fast everything. |
This blog is my way of resisting that. |
It’s not for fame or for followers. |
It’s a small attempt to feel something again. |
To regain the joy I once had — the joy of finishing a book cover to cover, of playing for hours, of being present with the little things. |
That version of me felt full of life. |
Now I often feel… blank. |
Lost. |
Distracted. |
So I’m writing this blog to feel alive again. |
To remember that I can still create, think, share. To remember that I can still create, think |
To remind myself that my voice matters, even if it only reaches one person. |
Here, I’ll share everything I reflect on. |
And I hope you’ll share back too. |
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