A Way of Looking at a Mountain
i. When I step outside in the early morning, I experience a strong sense of familiarity. It’s not déjà vu, but an involuntary memory triggered by the sight of m...
My attempt at listicles as a literary genre is to blend the structured format of a list with the narrative depth or storytelling. Designed to present information in an easily digestible way, I tackle a wide range of topics, from the profoundly complex to the whimsically trivial. The goal of these listicles is not to create easily shareable and skimmable content, but to offer bite-sized segments of insights or entertainment.
i. When I step outside in the early morning, I experience a strong sense of familiarity. It’s not déjà vu, but an involuntary memory triggered by the sight of m...
i. If you open a map, you will see a web of roads, all leading to Krakow. I can easily see why. The fusion of medieval fairy tale and present-day living is a st...
i. As I venture off-the-beaten-path, heading south, I throw away the mussel talisman around my neck. Instead, I rely on a bottle of Black Balsam I dragged all t...