Cheers to the freakin’ weekend. I’m writing this from a hotel staycation. I felt like celebrating, and I REALLY wanted a bubble bath, so here I am, with a sweet view, a wasted king-sized bed to myself as my body... Continue Reading →
I've been alive for over 13,000 days; 1,006 of them in Hong Kong, 88 of them in quarantine. Today I turn 36 years old. Here's to another trip around the sun.
It’s already tomorrow in Hong Kong, so hello from the future. This is Week 10 of Coronalife. Yes - it's been so long, we don't count days anymore, my sweet summer child. But I’m finally on a very anti-climatic Spring Break!