Midnighthieves - Vesper

Semester break had ended, and it's the start of my final semester for Masters in Management! Always starting the day with coffee. The weather is hot and humid, hence the iced latte.

Frida Kahlo, from a letter wr. c. January 1925, featured in The Letters of Frida Kahlo: Cartas Apasionadas

semester breaks doesn't feels like a semester break, spending the time mostly dwelving deep in academia writting and as usual, high on caffeine to chase deadlines. seems like I am merely studying my lecture material, notes and books, and most of the time, banging my head on the desk for being clueless. ootd using .5 perspective to appear taller since i am quite petite. also, iced cafe latte and matcha cheese cake 🍵💚.

Sometimes you don't feel strong enough to face your problems. Some days the best you can do is exist. And that's okay. It's okay to just be for now.

It's midnight, and here I am awake with endless thoughts. The weather here been so hot that I swear I could melt into a puddle causing a need to keep my water super cold and iced all the time. But at night, I want my drink to be warm hence the Tyseo tumbler with OSK's oolong tea.

Gentle reminder to everyone to keep yourself hydrated, eat that delicious food you keep thinking of and get some rest when you're tired. You deserve it.

Writing Advice from Anaïs Nin

The following are excerpts from a letter of advice she sent to a 17-year-old aspiring author by the name of Leonard W., whom she had taken under her wing as creative mentor.

I like to live always at the beginnings of life, not at their end. We all lose some of our faith under the oppression of mad leaders, insane history, pathologic cruelties of daily life.

Older people fall into rigid patterns. Curiosity, risk, exploration are forgotten by them. You have not yet discovered that you have a lot to give, and that the more you give the more riches you will find in yourself. It amazed me that you felt that each time you write a story you gave away one of your dreams and you felt the poorer for it.

You must not fear, hold back, count or be a miser with your thoughts and feelings.

It is also true that creation comes from an overflow, so you have to learn to intake, to imbibe, to nourish yourself and not be afraid of fullness. The fullness is like a tidal wave which then carries you, sweeps you into experience and into writing.

Permit yourself to flow and overflow, allow for the rise in temperature, all the expansions and intensifications.

Something is always born of excess: great art was born of great terrors, great loneliness, great inhibitions, instabilities, and it always balances them.

If it seems to you that I move in a world of certitudes, you, par contre, must benefit from the great privilege of youth, which is that you move in a world of mysteries. But both must be ruled by faith.

Virginia Woolf, The Waves

[Text ID: “I dream; I dream.”]

Bateman 🤣🤌🏻 I love all the batman.

Ok so I know we call the Batman played by Robert Pattinson the Battinson and the one played by Ben Affleck the Batfleck…

Let’s call the one from the dark knight trilogy the baleman

When I nap in the afternoon.

“"Daytime sleep is like the sin of the flesh; the more you have the more you want, and yet you feel unhappy, sated and unsated at the same time.” Umberto Eco, The Name of the Rose