Embrace of Remembrance: A Father’s Echo

Dear Diary, Last night, I experienced a poignant dream about my father, who passed away 13 years ago. As with most dreams, the details are somewhat hazy, but there’s one part that stands out vividly. I remember being arm in arm with my father and repeatedly telling him, “I miss you, I miss you, I… [keep reading]

Tailoring Memories and Identities

Last night, I had a dream: In front of the house I’m currently staying at (which happens to be my mum’s house), there’s another building. Within this building, one of the apartments housed a woman, a tailor. She was tasked with making a smart suit and shirt for me. It seemed like she might have… [keep reading]