Mola Mola – Re:Mind Studio

“Come and Sit Here” The holiday table, the voices of people, the smell of food, and me sitting within it all. “Come and sit over here.” Someone’s words ripple through the air. But I didn’t move my body. No, I couldn’t move. To me, that spot felt less like a “dining table” and more like…

In Front of the Holiday Mirror Looking in the mirror, I was well-composed. Clothes with a clean fit, colors in harmony, and a face carefully layered with toner, lotion, eye cream, and sunscreen. This appearance was not for the sake of others, but a point of equilibrium to prevent myself from collapsing. However, as I…

A Freeze-Frame Amidst the Commotion On holidays, the family gathers in one place. As a child, this was a natural scene. But at some point, it became a strange and uncomfortable experience for me. My parents move busily, my brother and his wife talk, and my nephew laughs and cries loudly. All those sounds didn’t…

A Sense of Taste Without Flavor At some point, I stopped consuming anything after a meal except a sip of cola. If someone suggests going to a cafe, I avoid coffee because of the caffeine, and choosing a substitute feels like a chore. Eventually, I just say, “I’ll just drink water.” I turn down snacks…

Those to Whom Emotions Arrive Late When someone cries, I think of the reason first. “Why is that person crying?” “What is the context of this?” While others’ hearts are already aching, my mind is still busy. This is because my thoughts are illuminating the path before the emotion can arrive. Consequently, people often mistake…