There’s this odd little memory I keep sitting at a kitchen table, tea going cold, someone whispering a math problem like it was a secret meant only for soft ears: “What is 3/4 divided by 2?” And somehow, that question didn’t feel cold or numeric, it felt… alive, like it was asking to be understood … Read more
There are some objects in life that you don’t really plan to remember, but they stick anyway, like an odd tune in the back of your head. A Pringles can is one of those strange little inventions. You see it at a store, or maybe on a long road trip when someone in the back … Read more
There are moments in life that don’t really fit into language proper, like when a tiny baby is placed in your arms and suddenly the room feels both too small and too infinite at the same time. People smile, sometimes cry a bit, and someone always says “she’s a blessing,” like it’s the only phrase … Read more
I still remember the first time someone asked me, almost absently, “what is 26 degrees Celsius in Fahrenheit?” and somehow it didn’t feel like a math question at all… it felt like weather, like a memory, like standing outside on a soft afternoon where nothing urgent was happening but everything felt quietly important. Funny how … Read more
The day a baby girl arrives, the air sort of shifts, like the room quietly learns a new language it didn’t know it needed. I remember someone once saying it felt like “sunlight learned to giggle,” and honestly, that’s not far off, even if it sounds a lil dramatic. In that same odd way, questions … Read more
There’s something oddly poetic about counting backwards in time, like flipping through a diary you didn’t know you were keeping. Today, as I write this on Sunday, April 26, 2026, I caught myself wondering not in a strictly mathematical way, but in a sort of “where was I then?” way what exactly life looked like … Read more
Have ya ever really stopped and looked at the tiny things around ya? I mean, not just glanced, but like, zoomed in with your eyes or a magnifying glass and thought, “wow, that’s smaller than I thought”? It’s kinda wild how many things we interact with every day that are almost invisible in scale, like … Read more
Sometimes i sit n think how weirdly small numbers can actually matter sooo much. Like, 2 ounces. On paper it sounds tiny, almost laughable. But then u grab a bar of soap or a deck of playing cards and ur like, “ohhh…that’s actually 2 oz!” Whether you’re measuring for cooking, packing for a trip, or … Read more
There was this odd afternoon, I remember it kinda sideways, where someone asked me, “but how long is 20 feet, really?” And I didn’t answer right away, not because I didn’t know but because, well, numbers sometimes feel like shy creatures, they hide behind symbols instead of standing tall in real life. And 20 feet… … Read more
It’s funny, isn’t it, how numbers can feel both intimate and vast? Like, 20 feet you might think “oh, that’s just six meters-ish,” but try stretching it out in your mind… twenty feet is like the distance between a telephone pole and your neighbor’s driveway, or the width of a small London bus / Routemaster … Read more