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với tay không chạm thấy gì

Có những lúc tôi nhớ ngày xưa đến độ tôi mở một bài hát (chẳng hạn như bài Trái Đất Tròn của Hải Bột), nằm dài ra một mặt phẳng nào đấy, nhắm mắt lại và nghĩ giá như không khí này, giai điệu này có thể trở thành một chiếc gối êm như bông đặt lên mặt mình. Cứ đặt như thế và tôi ra đi nhẹ nhàng như thiếu nữ trong bài If I Die Young. Khi mở mắt ra thì mình đã chuyển thế, tái sinh thành mình của năm 16 tuổi, áo dài xanh chạy giữa…

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Of Late I Think Of My Folk

Some days ago, I texted the guy who hosted my blog for free and asked how he has been doing. He went back to Vietnam 4 months ago after maybe nearly 10 years living in the United States. He is one of a very few people I respect in Texas. While almost everyone will tell you how dumb you are when you date an abroad student (just like you) or you should get some fake marriage because that’s what a good child is supposed to do so you can pay your parents’ investment back, he simply told me to just do whatever makes me happy.

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The Time Of Our Lives

Photo: Phan Nam


It’s been quite a while since my last journal. I was so caught up with the release of Moonbow Express Platform 3 that it had been the only thing in my mind for days. Creating the MailChimp’s template, making a promo video, sending out the PDF versions, editing all kinds of documents… I enjoyed doing all of those but at the same time, it drained my energy and took up so much time. Also, the quest of finding a sublet here in Boston hasn’t helped at all. Okay, it was a nightmare to be honest.

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Farewell, Lone Star

I- The Lone Star Maybe you don’t know just yet, but “Lone Star” is Texas’s nickname. On May 16, I spent the last night with my Lone Star. I came to Texas 5 years ago, much more innocent and less cynical. There have been so many things happening here, things I would never forget as they already became a part of who I am. But do I love Texas? Funny how things are, you know. Some people you love by choice, because they’re cool, they’re beautiful or they get you. But some others, you only feel the connection after winding…

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