Dear reader, I created this website in 2015, my sophomore year of high school. I cannot fathom the fact that I've created four (almost five) years' worth of content, writing, and online connections. When I look back at my first July post, I know that I've transformed so much as both a writer and a…
My thoughts tend to interrupt themselves. They crash and burn on the interstate that is my brain. Yep, every day feels like a multi-car wreck when tasks, reminders, and ideas constantly weave between my neurons. Sounds relatable? I'm not surprised. People barely have time to control their surroundings let alone their own minds. We all…
For years, I have distrusted people, afraid of lies and deceit, of exaggerations and manipulations. Crippled mentally, emotionally, and socially, I was cynical and suspicious of everyone I knew, including myself. Even my own mind was an enemy; I questioned and accused myself of motives I've never had, framing myself of things I've never done.…
Time is a liquid. We carry it throughout the day in our cupped hands; we slosh it around as the hours pass; we watch as droplets fall unto the ground when we stress and when we are unproductive; we watch time glide down our fingers when we procrastinate. And when the day is over, we throw our…
2B or Not 2B 