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hello there! welcome to my memory site! here’s everything you need to know about this place:

⟡ first things first: this isn’t a personal blog. this is a memory site, which means everything you’ll read here is written solely for my own reflection.

⟡ so, this place has no guestbook or comment section. you’re simply here to drift through.

⟡ most of what i share will be in Vietnamese, my native language, as a way to reconnect with my roots.

⟡ having long considered myself a pilgrim in cyberspace, i established this site as a shelter to rest and recharge from the relentless tide of digital content.

⟡ i don't believe i will be content in a world of infinite content. that’s why i try to approach the internet with more intention.

⟡ that said, i don’t have any specific direction yet so this site will likely stay a work in progress indefinitely and that’s fine because i love the idea of building something over time. it allows the site to grow and change along with me.

⟡ oh this is also where i can post quietly.

⟡ here i’m reminded of my time on twitter yapping about absolutely anything and everything. ૮ ˙Ⱉ˙ ა it makes me wonder where my old friends are now, and what they’re having for lunch today.

should auld acquaintance be forgot, and never brought to mind? should auld acquaintance be forgot, for the sake of auld lang syne?

⟡ this is the only page on this site that i didn’t make for myself.

⟡ i’m not keen on the idea of being readily available to any human at any time. that’s why my phone doesn’t have internet. i like to think of the internet as a physical place. one that, for me, exists inside the computer by the window in my study. once i step out, the internet stays there.

⟡ my offline phone leads me to capture thoughts on paper or in note apps, which i later share here whenever i get online.

⟡ in the ascii art, it might look like i’m drowning. but really i’m just swimming. i just happen to live near that shipwreck (as silly as it seems, it’s grounded in reality: my childhood home actually did happen to be near a sunken ship, which was sadly dismantled around 2020).

⟡ there’s a dog living here, down by the footer. he’s the guardian of this site.