*Read Part 1 and Part 2 of Returning whence I came... My father considered a walk among the mountains as the equivalen...
*Read Part 1 of Returning whence I came... August 10th 11:31pm Hesitation clouds my mind, muddles the concentration. What are these thoug...
August 6th 2:04pm Beads of sweat condense and appear on my brow, glistening in the effervescence, fluorescent lights above. The droplets of wate...
And when the event, the big change in your life, is simply an insight--isn't that a strange thing? That absolutely nothing changes except ...
What is normalcy? This is the question, Jonathan Franzen, undertakes in his novel, The Corrections. The novel provides a stark realization ...
Finish well. It's a strange phrase. The kind of phrase, that beckons forth an allotted quantity of inner strength and courage, in orde...
"I used to analyze myself down to the last thread, used to compare myself with others, recalled all the smallest glances, smiles and words...
Writing has been a gradient slop throughout the duration of my life; up and down the incline I have trekked as if I can truly never decide whether I a...
Two weeks of intense yet purposeful camps, I find myself at the end of my training season. For the duration of the next two months, I will not feel as...
