Blog - December Overview

Hi Blog,

Lately, I’ve been observing my thoughts and reactions, almost like watching waves hitting the shore. There are patterns — familiar emotions, recurring doubts, and the same kind of thoughts that like to visit when I feel small. They come quietly, repeating the same story: that I’m not enough, that others are better, that I’m invisible. It’s strange how these patterns can feel like truth when they’re just echoes of old wounds.

But realising something important — a pattern doesn’t have to be permanent. Just because it has been repeated doesn’t mean it can’t be rewritten. Awareness itself is the first act of change. Each time I catch myself sinking into those old feelings, I can choose to pause, breathe, and rewrite the script: “Maybe this time, I don’t have to believe that voice.”

I used to think change meant erasing the past. Now, I see it’s about understanding it — tracing where the patterns began, learning why they exist, and gently guiding myself toward a new response. It’s not about fighting the old, but teaching myself new ways to feel and think.

Personal - Rainbow Tree Artwork

Hi Blog,

After returning from my trip to Taiwan, I was handed a big project with only a few days to complete it, so there was no time to waste.

I made sure to gather all the necessary materials ahead of time, like boxes, paint, and cutting tools. Most importantly, I had a clear idea of what I wanted to achieve.

You might wonder why I’m doing this. My friends wanted to have a New Year celebration with elderly, peers, and youngsters from our religious group, and I volunteered to make a giant tree to symbolize spring’s new growth after winter—a rebirth and a reminder to live with hope.

I tried to document the making process since this big project was something I could only handle myself, as everyone else was busy with other tasks in preparation for the event.

Personal - Swimming Theme #19

Hi Blog,

I’ve lived long enough to notice something about myself: whenever I hit a low point, the same old patterns come back. The self-doubt… the inner critic… the feeling that I’m falling behind in life. It’s like my mind plays the same broken tape every time.

But as I grow older, I realise something: Patterns don’t mean destiny. They are habits that formed from past hurt, not a map of my future.

I’ve rewritten small parts of these patterns before — slowly, quietly — even if no one notices. Things like learning to be gentler with myself, stepping away from unhealthy comparisons, or reminding myself that people around me cherish me more than I think.

Personal - Suits for the Theme #117

Hi Blog,

As I got older, I realised that my love for fitted clothing and the colour white was never just a random preference. It wasn’t about trying to look bold or different. It was something that quietly rooted itself in me over the years — a mix of imagination, childhood influences, and how I wanted to see myself. These choices were pieces of my inner world slipping into the real one.

Sometimes, the styles we choose carry stories we never say out loud.

When I think back, a lot of my inspiration came from the heroes I grew up admiring — Spiderman, Ultraman, Kamen Rider, Power Rangers… all these masked characters who carried confidence without ever showing their faces. Their suits weren’t just outfits; they were symbols of identity, strength, and purpose. Maybe that’s why fitted clothing appeals to me. It’s not about showing off — it’s about feeling aligned with that quiet strength, even if I’m not as toned or heroic-looking as them. And then there’s white. To most people, white is just a colour. But for me, it has always stood for something clean, simple, and quietly confident. White reveals everything, yet hides nothing — and maybe that honesty attracted me. Even though white trunks, white cycling jerseys, or white trisuits are uncommon or seen as “too risky,” I felt a connection to that boldness. Not the loud kind of bold, but a soft, personal one. A kind of I want to feel like myself bold.

Hiking - Get Out of Jail Free

Hi Blog,

This post was published late on 29th November, but I decided to distribute my content evenly and took my time to draft it. Recently, the weather has been rainy, and I had a location in mind to visit, but my plans depended on my weekend availability and the weather conditions.

Fortunately, Heaven allowed me to step out for an exploration!

There is a place I won't name, but it's somewhere I want to visit before it disappears. While I may not have many details about this location, my intention is to preserve its memory. It has been an interesting part of my entire exploration experience.