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i am a bangladeshi-american artist, filmmak…

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i am a bangladeshi-american artist, filmmaker, writer, and budding psychiatrist living in los angeles, california :)

completed, continuing, contemplating

so many things have occurred since I last wrote. I’m currently sitting on my couch with my heating pad (I worked out a bit much yesterday and my body is sore), fluffy blanket, osha root tea. I feel tired, but I have the chance to rest today

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    • happy happy september!

      ahhhhh the month of september has been such a gift so far! I feel that so many auspicious and blissful alignments happened in my life, and I feel so much gratitude for it. these days are reminding me of the beautiful unknown synchronicities

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      • morning gratitude

        the weather is mellowing out. I had time for a little coffee pitstop in the garden cafe near my house on the way to work this morning. my favorite barista is working today and it was nice to see him. there is a fig tree in front of me, and

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        • decaf pourover in the evening, nostalgia for the past

          today, I came across some of my baby pictures when I was one (lower left, lounging on the pool chair) and three (looking un-amused in front of my birthday cake). I see these pictures and they make me laugh, while also making me wonder if I

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          ...still...late...august...

          heavy sighhhh. I've definitely been struggling lately. it's irksome because my conscious mind knows that everything will be okay, but my body is running away from me, talking back and sabotaging my mental peace with stabbing stomach pains,

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          ...still...late...august...

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          still mid august: recovering, lost and found in a walk in chinatown, obon, thai summer night market

          sunday morning. started off by listening to a sunny reggae vinyl I had picked up with a slight 80s sound from new orleans a few months ago. it’s funny, even though I have listened to my vinyl collection so many times and I think I know what

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          still mid august: recovering, lost and found in a walk in chinatown, obon, thai summer night market

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          mid august: as an emotion worker

          mid august, mid august. little by little, I become more used to the rhythm of work. I'm now one of the first ones to finish. progress is slowly inching along, and so I've decided to reward myself with a little solo summer evening outing to

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          mid august: as an emotion worker

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          the psychiatry administration building [august begins, it all blends into one]

          oof. what a crazy week. i started my audition rotation at the emergency psychiatry department on monday, it’s the place where people go when they are having a mental health crisis. on my period now so I’ve been feeling heavy and slow and

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          the psychiatry administration building [august begins, it all blends into one]

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          iced coffee, lavender skies, enjoying summer (late july)

          oops, the electricity cut out so I had to restart writing and none of my past draft got saved. before the electricity cut out, I was writing about how I have recently been feeling some anxiety and guilt about not having enough time to keep

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          iced coffee, lavender skies, enjoying summer (late july)

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          time slows down again (mid-july)

          hello! it’s the middle of summer, the middle of july to be precise! this morning I woke up and listened to “sunshine radio” by tommy guerrero, had an espresso, then a avocado green smoothie while studying a bit. its a lovely day today, not

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          time slows down again (mid-july)

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          waiting and waiting and time is passing

          my soul feels tired today. it feels as if things have been set into motion, or are about to be, and I’m just going along with it all, not really stopping to think as much as I’d like to. I suppose it’s just that season of life this summer,

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          waiting and waiting and time is passing

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          structures for creation

          recently I’ve been getting back into my art and music practice. although I still have to prepare for my final licensing exam, I feel a bit more comfortable about this next one, and I’d like to have more structure and discipline in my day so

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          structures for creation

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          gliding over minor irritations

          the curse of the perfectionist. since arising this morning everything felt off. it seemed all the dust sitting in the crevices of the house caught my eye. waking up not well rested in the heat. my partner had to raise his voice at homeless

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          gliding over minor irritations

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          summer solstice, slow-paced days that feel like eternity

          listening to shower vinyl by danny scott (again, I’m a creature of habit). my hair is air drying in the summer morning wind with the faint scent of green tea and ylang ylang, drinking a creamy cold oat milk latte. at 9 am, the temperature i

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          summer solstice, slow-paced days that feel like eternity

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          june fades into new horizons

          drinking an iced sparkling matcha cooler with a touch of honey with my hair clipped into a bun. 3 bobby pins hold my bangs into place, and it is 80 degrees at 5:22 pm. listening to “shower” on vinyl, which I came across on youtube a few wee

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          june fades into new horizons

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          obscure fascinations / new creative directions

          soundtrack of the day :: music for saxofone & bass guitar - sam gendel, sam wilkes (the barista “jah-rod” that I became friends with at heavy water recommended this album to me and it’s the perfect balance of stimulating and expansive) I t

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          obscure fascinations / new creative directions

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