“Vincent from China aka Malaysia” That sentence was said to me by a former manager. Some people may read it and think it was harmless, just awkward wording, nothing serious. But it upset me more than I expected. Earlier this…
Falcoma is a name I didn’t invent. I saw it online, couldn’t find a real meaning, and that was exactly the point. It sounded unique, slightly feminine, and open enough to grow into something personal. The name reminds me of…
Snoring. Breath-holding. A tired partner. That’s how it all started. What followed was a months-long journey through doctors, wires, eye-rolls, and, finally—sleep.