Living in the Paradox of Time
“What then is time? If no one asks me, I know what it is. If I wish to explain it to him who asks, I do not know.” –St. Augustine Musée d’Orsay – Paris The concept of time is so fascinating because it is full of paradoxes – it heals and it kills; it flies and it stalls. At the end of the day, we seem to have no idea what time really is. When did it begin, and will it ever end? What is a world without time? Perhaps we will never answer these questions. What do we know…
View PostFive Things About London
As I may have mentioned once, or a hundred times really, London is my favorite place in the world. I’m completely in love with it. Yes I’m fully aware that it’s not a perfect city – there are even things I hate about it – but I still love it as a whole. After studying abroad, I missed my life in Europe immensely. Now that more than a year has passed by since my return, a lot of the memories are starting to fade. However, my love for London never seems to cease. Here are five random things I miss…
View PostUCSD and Me
I don’t know if the cliche that “college is the best time of your life” is true, since I’ve only been out of college for less than a year. Whenever I get the chance to walk on UCSD campus now, however, I miss my college life immensely. My appreciation for my university, and just education in general, has definitely been increasing continuously through the years. I went to a high school where students were so overachieving that UCSD only seemed like a mediocre choice, so it wasn’t until I arrived in San Diego in fall 2011 that I had a…
View PostFamily, Smog, Leaves – A Weekend in Beijing
How can you breathe in China? Does everyone really wear masks outside? China’s heavy smog has fascinated foreigners more than anything else, making China literally more mysterious than it already can be. Being back in Beijing for the first time in almost two years, however, I’ve noticed things beyond its imperfections and difficulties. The smog was apparent as soon as I first glanced outside of my plane window as we approached Peking International Airport. On the ride home, everything was hard to see, even though our apartment is technically in the suburbs of Beijing, where it’s less developed but populated…
View Post