
Zusmee’s Podcast
My personal podcast. It features content from the host's Substack newsletter, covering various topics of personal interest.
Episodes

Хэлээ хольж ярьлаа гэж шүүмжилсэн хэнбугайд.
Эртээр нэг видео харлаа. Бодогдоод болдоггүй.Нэг Монгол эмэгтэй Facebook дээр,“Англиар ярих гэж байгаа бол англиараа л ярь. Монголоор ярих гэж байгаа бол монголоороо ярь. Нэг өгүүлбэр дотор хоёр хэл битгий холь.”гэж хэлж байсан.Яг үг бүрийг нь санахгүй байна.Харин надад ямар мэдрэмж төрүүлснийг нь маш сайн санаж байна.Видео нь вирал болсон байсан.Комментын араас коммент.Бүгд л дэмжинэ.Харин би ута

Where Is Home When Everyone You Love Is Somewhere Else
I’ve been sitting with this for a while now, trying to figure out how to even start writing about it, because it’s one of those things that feels too big and too small at the same time. Living alone.I think I need to start with the fear, because the fear came first, and it came from somewhere I still can’t fully locate. I avoided living alone for basically my whole adult life. There was always a r

His name is Diego.
His name is Diego.I was tired that day. Evening shift, but a long one, and I was already exhausted at the thought of it. I looked around at everyone else working. Eyebrows tight. Faces set.Then I saw Diego. Off to the side, talking to two guests he’d probably never met before that moment. He stood like he’d known them for years. Nothing rushed about him. Nothing performed. Just a person, talking t

Relax. Release.
There’s a song I used to skip every time it came on the radio.I never let it play all the way through. The second I heard the first few notes, my hand was already moving to change the station. I didn’t think about it. It was automatic, like flinching.I read something recently that made me think about that habit differently. It’s from a book called The Untethered Soul, in a chapter about resistance

A Fraud in Both Directions
When I came to the US at age ten, the first thing I had to learn was the alphabet.A, B, C, D, E, F, G.I was in sixth grade at Westlake Middle School in Oakland, California. I didn’t know those letters before I got here. I learned them in class, with kids who had known them since they were little. But I learned fast. And somewhere along the way I figured something out — my accent was already good e

My Backyard, Finally
A few weeks ago, I wrote about losing a tree.Not my tree, technically. It stood in my neighbor’s yard, visible through my backyard window. Tall, full, alive. I’d only truly noticed it days before it was cut down. And when it was gone, I grieved it like something that had always been mine.I resisted it. The absence of it. Every time I looked out the window and saw open sky where the tree used to be

Cheesecake Factory Quiz
I had a full existential crisis over a pasta dish. At the Cheesecake Factory. On an iPad. Alone.It was day 8 of training and they had this menu memorization game with hundreds of items. 225+ items. The rules were simple: get it right, move on. Get it wrong, try again. No skipping. No partial credit. Just you, the screen, and your own humiliation on a loop.I got one wrong and felt my jaw tighten. A
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