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Oh, the arrogance of my youth! So much energy and resources that I wasted on the wrong things and the wrong people. But what could I have done? It was also the only way to learn and the only way to become. I did not have the guidance of parents who fully understood what adulting was. They only repeated what they saw from their own parents. I was pretty much left to my own devices, simply expected to take on the breadwinner mantle as old age crept on them, and the cost of livi
Marichit Garcia
Oct 252 min read


Daily Page, the First of October
How is it suddenly October? But I like October. I like the idea of Samhain. Of witches and thinning veils between worlds. Of autumn,...
Marichit Garcia
Oct 14 min read


Black Sheep
Photo by Jonathan Mabey  on Unsplash I am up and out of bed. I congratulate myself. Usually I would still be there, nursing a cooling mug...
Marichit Garcia
Aug 164 min read


Knocked Down Dead for a Week Then Resurrected
I am writing this with my brand-new keyboard which is more of an emotional necessity than a functional one. I am also writing this in the...
Marichit Garcia
Aug 124 min read


Drowning
Sunday. The sacred sigh of the week. And yet here I am, not wrapped in dream-rich reverie or trailing ink into something that might...
Marichit Garcia
Jul 202 min read


The Old Year in New Year's Clothing
A favorite snapshot from last month's trip to South Korea. I should have restarted work today, but I didn't. I couldn't. My brain was...
Marichit Garcia
Jan 22 min read


Daily Thirty, #00005
Daily Thirty is 30 minutes everyday of giving myself space to just sit down and write anything. It's for calming, therapy, grounding. I...
Marichit Garcia
Apr 29, 20242 min read


Daily Thirty, #00004
Daily Thirty is 30 minutes everyday of giving myself space to just sit down and write anything. It's for calming, therapy, grounding. I...

Marichit Garcia
Apr 27, 20242 min read


A Life on a Tightrope
One wrong move, one miscalculation of balance, and I fall and I perish. This entry will be a lament. But maybe I will find a bright spot...

Marichit Garcia
Feb 19, 20233 min read