ZEN Bitchin'

Dispatches from a foreign country

Category: phnom penh life

Back to black

Whenever I get the blues, the most effective coping mechanism I have is to keep myself busy. This meant immersing myself in household chores (which further meant driving my housekeeper crazy as I gave her directions she must follow to the letter), undertaking creative projects like writing poems, stories, and/or drawing/painting, or accepting an extraordinary [...]

Cruel summer

Last year I was so sure that it was the last year I’d be in Cambodia. But alas, as most best-laid plans go, mine went unheeded and unfulfilled. I found myself stuck in many ways. My home that time increasingly felt like a prison, the jobs I took did not fulfill me in any way [...]

Gravity of love

As I am writing this, I can feel a distinct throbbing on the inside of my right arm. It is not painful, but it is a physical reminder of what I did last Sunday, Valentine’s day. I have written in my previous post my feelings on (with a delicious experience related to) Valentine’s day. This [...]

My funny valentine

Until now, I still find Valentine’s day to beĀ  a strange holiday. From my childhood I remember that it coincides with Teacher’s day at school, a time when we give flowers and little gifts to our mentors after mass or a short program on the nobility of teachers and teaching as a profession. In high [...]

Friend(s) of mine

By some twist of fate, the start of the project I recently acquired was postponed, leaving me with a 2-week gap I had no way of filling with other bits of work, having refused a short assignment in the end of January. Another source of mild irritation in this turn of events is the fact [...]

You got me

I do not wish to write about the holidays again and yet here I am doing so. The past holiday season did not leave me with feelings of joy that I usually felt before. In fact, if anything, I felt absolutely mirthless over-all. Sure, I had bursts of exhilaration and cheer (which can be mistaken [...]