POST #4: Value every grain of rice

Sometimes my sit spot is empty, just me and the canal. Sometimes it’s busy, with all kinds of birds. Sometimes it’s noisy, filled with all sorts of conversations coming from different people. But there are also those I don’t notice — the ones who are at the sit spot only in imagination, or watching from […]

POST #3: London knows it’s always raining

I come here every day. It has truly become my place of peace. I can’t go a single day in this university, in this city, actually in this country, or even on this continent, without coming to this same spot, sitting at the edge of this little dock, and watching the ducks as they play […]