Having Such Strong Emotional Attachment To Some Songs Or Poems That Even Seeing One Line Of It Anywhere

having such strong emotional attachment to some songs or poems that even seeing one line of it anywhere makes you hold your breath to stop yourself from sobbing

No not the Save Me webtoon, I was talking about the HYYH The Notes 1 and 2 books released in 2020.

Why do I get the feeling that most of the hyyh sufferers haven't read The Notes 2? Like.... Seokjin managed to save them all and they found mots, so except for the fact that Jungkook is messed up in the end, they are all alive, can we stop crying now please?

In "On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous" Ocean tells how in Vietnamese the word for missing someone and remembering someone is same...So when his mother asked if he misses her, he flinched thinking she said "Do you remember me?"

I was just sitting and thinking about my own mother tongue. In Hindi too, the word for missing and remembering is the same "याद" (Yaad) the only difference is the change of verb and sentence formation and that's how we know if the speaker is talking about missing someone or remembering someone; "मुझे तुम्हारी याद आ रही है।" (literally meaning 'Your memory/remembrance is coming to me') "मैं तुम्हे याद कर रहा हूँ।" But the sentence is always talking about remembrance. Now that I see, there is no literal translation for "I miss you" because we don't have the word for "missing" someone, all we ever do is remember them and with the memories, they are never 'missing' they are with us through that remembrance. It's like saying "I am not sad thinking about how you are not here anymore but rather I'm remembering the times you were here and I wish things were the same." It makes sense how the word "याद" also refers to 'memories'. To say "I miss you" in Hindi is to say "Now that I feel your absence, your memories are coming to me, you are coming to me, I am remembering to remember you."

Why have I never come across anyone who has said with full passion that they dream of being a teacher?

there’s something so beautiful about knowing that people lived in your home before you. knowing that they ran down your stairs on christmas morning, they sat on your kitchen floor with coffee whilst talking into the latest hours of the night, they stared out of your window and watched the world go by and danced under the ceiling that you stare at as you fall asleep. maybe they even thought about you. there’s such an intimate connection between you and them and it’s so unspoken.

There are all kinds of teachers that come in our lives; teachers who have a passion for teaching, teachers who are in just for the pay, teachers who aren't good at teaching but still try their best, teachers who do just the bare minimum, teachers who are young, teachers who are old, teachers who leave a lasting impression in our minds, teachers who think of us as their kids, teachers who are just not good people at all, teachers who are good people, teachers who are funny, teachers who are boring, teachers who focus more on their students rather than their own kids, teachers who don't care at all, teachers with so many stories.

It's fascinating that how majority of our teachers never even dreamed of being a teacher in the first place, they just ended up being one because they couldn't become what they wanted to be. They are people with broken dreams in a room full of dreamers.