She who found solace through words. A stray cat hoping to share the warmth to the world.
Warning: Base64 PowerShell Payload Found on Law Firm Website
I haven’t been able to watch the recent SWOH Impeachment Trial for the past two days, so I decided to research the people introduced this week. One of the resources I tried to check was Atty. Divinagracia’s profile, which apparently exists on a website called cnvdlaw.com—essentially their law firm’s site. PLEASE DO NOT click or follow the steps advised on the site to “verify” that you are not a bot. ...
Our Temporal Perception of Pettiness
My mother used to make me do chores I hated. If she asked me to wash the dishes right now, I’d probably still groan about it. But someday she won’t be able to ask anymore, and I have a feeling I’d trade almost anything to hear her ask again. This is the strange thing about mortality: it doesn’t change what happens day to day, only how we feel about it once it’s gone. Some of us despair at the thought of aging; others have come to terms with death. Despite the undeniable reality of this mortality, we all view it differently. Today, I want to talk about our relationship with mortality and how facing it can guide us toward a more deliberate life—a life with fewer regrets. ...
My Co-worker
Today, I saw my co-worker sitting in front of Lawson’s. She slowly and silently unwrapped her food from the paper it was covered in, paying no attention to anyone around her. I made sure not to be a distraction, so I walked past her without saying anything. This is not the first time I’ve caught her in a moment like this, but I always make sure not to say a word—well, aside from that one time I didn’t notice she was eating beside me while I was enjoying my chilled can of black coffee. It was the first time I had encountered her like that, so I thought it was rude not to say hi, at the very least. In retrospect, I don’t think it would have mattered much. ...