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I've always loved collecting stationery; from notebooks, beautiful and sentimental greeting cards, to pens, stickers, and washi tape. I just never knew what to do with the supplies as they piled up and cluttered a corner of my house. Looking at a blank page, there's so many possibilities. It's hard to know where to start. One of my main missions for my last trip to Japan in late December 2025/early January 2026 was to check out their vast variety of stationary shops. I was in

According to the Oxford English Dictionary, parasocial relationships are "one-sided, unreciprocated sense of intimacy felt by a viewer, fan, or follower for a well-known or prominent figure (typically a media celebrity), in which the follower or fan comes to feel (falsely) that they know the celebrity as a friend." I've thinking about this recently as I was discussing with my partner how the ways in which we were raised are fundamentally different. He knew a life before the i

Have you ever tried to replicate a moment that gave you the same feeling of excitment and exhilaration as the first time? Was it ever truly the same? The first time I experienced this was back in elementary school. My friends and I had played a great game of four square on the blacktop at recess and I remember the sun at golden hour, the way the air felt, being on top of my game and just having a great time with friends. The next day, I came back to school, thinking recess wo

One of my favorite movies from my childhood is Kiki's Delivery Service, the classic Hayao Miyazaki film (of which I believe is part of the "core four" along with My Neighbor Totoro, Spirited Away and Howl's Moving Castle). I recently watched the film in Japanese to improve my recognition of Japanese words since I know each beat and line of the movie so well, but I found myself getting emotional at certain points. Not only did it remind me of simpler times when I used to watch