Just A Minute In January

not sure since when people started telling people that good visuals stick to only a couple or sometimes just three typefaces. and then now, finally, there are people coming out to say “oh, fuck that, lemme prove you wrong.” making this reminded me of the times when I was in secondary school. I used to write the same word over and over again in Photoshop and apply different typefaces to each word. can’t really say I like this. after all, I’m not one who has finished learning the rule. so I guess it’s not the time for me to break any yet. but boy, I’d love to see more experienced people come out to say, “fuck that, lemme prove you wrong.”

you know how it goes… January always feels like the longest month.

watching… Healer (still good even it’s my second watch after four years, to the Top 2 KDramas you go~), Tidying Up with Marie Kondo (can’t believe I actually watch this) and some Thai flicks: Back to the 90s and Bangkok Traffic Love Story.

thinking… about a lot of things. like the diffusion of innovation graph. or like why, on one hand, the unemployment rate is high, yet on the other, a lot of working class are working overtime? issit really as simple as the unemployed being unskilled enough to meet the job requirement? or are corporations exploiting the working class, paying only two people to finish a three-person task? what exactly is the point of longevity? seems to me that in the quest for longevity, we forgot to look at the social consequences. that’s just some examples. I have a lot more swirling in my head. and discussing these only makes me ask more questions.

striving… to strike that balance in all aspects of my life at the beginning of the month. but after some ruminating, I guess that’s what life is all about—wobbling on a tight rope. if you stop wobbling, it only means that you’re not moving forward.

getting… interested in reading interviews and biographies. I’m starting to love reading non-fiction more nowadays and I love meeting new people but are always to shy to approach them. so these are good to bridge the gap for me.

looking… at surface textures first, then wall tiles, fabrics somewhere in between there, then brutalist architectures. so, so much things to see!

loving… blazers.

listening… to a lot of movie soundtracks.

learning… that home is not a place, but the people around you and you never remember what someone did, instead you remember how they made you feel.