7.07.25: CM Floods

Chiang Mai floods are the kind of natural disaster that creep up quietly. One day the moat’s full. The next, your neighborhood’s a canal. There’s something surreal about watching motorbikes plow through water like boats while you sit on your 14th-floor balcony, wondering if you stocked enough instant noodles. I wasn’t scared. Just... suspended. Time stops when everything below you is underwater. You stop worrying about productivity. You start texting your neighbors, checking on strangers, sharing power banks and snacks. Funny how it takes a flood to remind us we’re all connected. Even when the streets disappear.