http://slow.writerscafe.org/gettbee The original writings of author Gee Bee en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776103955 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Something I pondered over when a friend and I had a conversation about love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gettbee/1679793/ I cried at the airplane on the flight back from Japan.When you live off airplanes and travel becomes part of your life, you tend to take it for granted. But it's entirely different when you get to live your dream for a week. So when this opportunity to travel to your dream destination come.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gettbee/1673268/ Over the Holy Week, I took my first solo trip ever to the land of Boba Tea. I now dub it my Happy Place. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gettbee/1531803/ Happy New Year! It's been a while since I last wrote. I'm currently at the airport now, waiting for my flight. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gettbee/1464113/ Inspired by a bookstore story I read somewhere, and falling in love with cities. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gettbee/1416619/ Inspired by yesterday's delicious ramen from Ramen Santouka. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gettbee/1412069/ I was inspired to write after meeting up with one of my good friends at a local bookstore. Just something quite fluffy. 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For a while, I considered going to cooking school instead of taking a four-year course. One summer afternoon, my brother and I were lazily watching one of the cooking shows. I can't remember which one it .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gettbee/1346033/ My love letter to Istanbul. I fall in love with cities so easily. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gettbee/1339400/ Our eyes are the first thing that meet whenever we run into each other. Whether it be in the starkest or largest of classrooms, the narrowest corridors, or hidden behind spectacles, it was always our eyes.I've probably written so many words about you, yet I fail to see how your gaze affects me the m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gettbee/1326077/ Inspired by my father and other fathers out there. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gettbee/1309133/ On the eve of my 20th birthday, I was two things: first, a girl who did not feel her self-worth; and second, a girl on the verge of suicide. Not exactly how I planned to celebrate my birthday, since I was the type of person who loved to celebrate it even though things didn't go my way.On the eve of .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gettbee/1297106/ Airports inspire me to write all sorts of wishful, wonderful fantasies. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gettbee/1290191/ Before midnight and dawnI huddle in bedThinking "The neighbors are so noisy"with their loud music and singingWelcome to the Philippines,as one would saywhere singing karaokewas as normalas corruption and heavy trafficBut the darkness isn't as welcomingbecause I have come to the pointwhere I wou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gettbee/1278307/ Oh how the room lit upwhen you came through that doorwearing blueand a smile that could move mountainsSo what's your story then?Are you as blue as the bright blue skyon a summer day?Or are you as blue as the ocean deephidden beneath trenches of sad?How happy one must bewhen you entered their sightor.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gettbee/1277568/ Inspired by this post: https://www.facebook.com/AdMUSF/posts/220796704760640 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gettbee/1274629/ I am so hungry. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gettbee/1271216/ Took in another inspiration from tumblr. I swear, that site is filled with things that I need. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gettbee/1268095/ I was inspired from the events that transpired today. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gettbee/1267204/ I got inspired today when I saw a girl and a boy reading cooking books at the bookstore. Visualized a story for them, and here is the result! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gettbee/1264830/ I read this poetry in Tumblr, and I was inspired to write something today. :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gettbee/1260837/ A collection of thoughts over the years concerning 'you' and 'me'. 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Pardon my French, I'm trying to practice it again. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gettbee/1148812/ Given the choice, I would have rather we took the afternoon coach and arrived in Singapore sometime at night and checked into a hotel. But I wasn't the one calling shots, and hotel rates at Singapore during December was out of my mom's budget.We were like nomads in Berjaya Times Square. The nine-flo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gettbee/1142693/ I'm going to try out something new, and write down little bits of memories I've recalled. 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I don't know why. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gettbee/1070560/ Just something I wrote while waiting for my phone to charge http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gettbee/1066851/ Before heading to school, I wrote some haikus about the things I've encountered on my way. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gettbee/1063152/ I wrote this in first year college when I just wanted some space from friends, my then roommates, from school, from everything. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gettbee/1061394/ I wrote this when I came across an acquaintance of mine at the airport. Some of the words here are in Filipino. I didn't put translations because it would ruin the mood of the story. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gettbee/1059241/