Erene Gnoy

With six days till 2020, it really feels like the end of a chapter and the beginning of another brand new page. It didn't feel like Christmas to me yesterday and despite feeling slightly excited for the upcoming Chinese New Year celebrations, the festive moods of Christmas was lost on me. I no longer felt the need to treat myself or receive presents. Perhaps that is a sign of age or growing older. While my friends celebrated Christmas with lavish dinners and exchanged pretty presents with one another, I opted to stay at home. I was contented with spending time alone, doing what I loved with a little piece of quiet, all to myself. It felt right as I settled into the pace of doing some personal reflections and planning ahead of 2020. I have personal projects lined up for the year 2020 and I can't wait to get started on them. Of course, there will be some priorities and responsibilities along the way. What needs to be done must be done, but I won't allow these complications ...

Watching anime has been a past time for me since my teen years but it is rare to come across ones that are worthy of a mention. However, I have been quite lucky this year as some that I have watched are probably the most critically acclaimed pieces that I must mention in this post. Initially, it was my intention to write an in-depth review of one of the anime that I will be mentioning later on but due to circumstances that won't be due in a few weeks time. Genre It is safe to say that I prefer watching animes that lean towards either thriller, science fiction, dystopian, historical fiction, action or fantasy, although some animes are known to fuse certain genres due to its story lines and storytelling elements. I like my anime to have some sort of drama and conflict and my characters to have their own stories to tell. But I can say for sure that an anime would win my vote if they incorporate thriller elements without making it seem pretentious. Lots of anime make their storie...

I had one of the most vivid dreams last night. It has been some time since I could remember the details of my dream so clearly, and I cannot shake off the lingering feelings evoked even after disconnecting from that dream. The dream could be split into three parts. Even if I had it in me, I couldn't tell you how it started; these mind-spun fantasies of mine always started with a blurry opening. I remember traipsing on a tree-shielded pathway, sidelined by tall beige buildings; apartments or condominiums. Green foliage covered me from the sunset rays of the late afternoon. I was heading towards a pavilion nestled beside trees. There were people hanging around nearby but I cannot see their faces. The roof of the small structure blocked the fading sun from my sight as I took my place with somebody within the pavilion. We talked about something. I recalled the mention of three deaths. Three of the people whom I know. I was then brought to the scene of the second part of my ...