being known feels like death and i die every day
Who am I if I don't reminisce about the past? I started this blog in 2020. Six years ago. Which feels ridiculous to say out loud because in some ways I feel exactly the same, and in other ways I feel like five completely different people have lived inside me since then. The name milotrashcan came from my obsession with self-deprecating humour at the time. I know this blogspot gonna be my diary (my favourite movie at the time was Bridget Jones), so if I make it unserious, make myself the joke first, it would feel less vulnerable, not as intense, not as sharp. That was the logic, sometimes I would look back at my younger self and think, "suka hati ko la, buat je la apa apa ko nak." As I traced back the articles that I have published, the drafts that perhaps would never see the light of day, I am glad that I got to read back on them, kinda like time travel. But some articles surprised me because I don’t even think like that anymore. Even articles from just a year or two a...
