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Like most of us students abroad, I do most things alone. I live alone, I do groceries alone, I go to cafes and restaurants alone
(For privacy reasons, no real names have been used.) A short train ride away from the small French town I’m studying in, there lives a
I am pretty sure that everyone is familiar with what I am about to say, as anyone who has even an ounce of media exposure
Malam ini sunyi sepi. Tiada suara yang menemani diriku, selain daripada kicauan unggas yang bernyanyi-nyanyi di sebalik kegelapan malam ini. Alangkah indahnya sekiranya setiap malam
What is my purpose? What is it all for? I couldn’t rid myself of the questions that were gushing through my mind. What if pain exists without purpose? What if the only reason we desire happiness as much as we do is because it’s unattainable? How could I regain control over my life if I couldn’t even control my thoughts?
I’m just an ordinary human being trying to figure life out but if you stumble upon this, I write this hoping to find solidarity in solitude and company in building our realities.
Beep.. Beep.. Beep Seven AM was displayed on my alarm clock. I felt so unmotivated to wake up for classes. I looked at my