For a long time, I’ve felt an itch to write some sort of book. I’m not sure what about. Maybe it would be a unique look on something long understood. Perhaps, a collection of perspectives on different experiences or a poetic telling of what it’s like to have to grow up and face the world [...]
For a whole year I didn't hang a single thing up in my room. Nothing at all. To some this may not seem like anything of significance. I know plenty of people who are quite satisfied with bare walls. But usually that's just not me. I love color. Every dorm room or apartment I've had [...]
"Everyone has an innate desire to be known and seen, and that is a key part of being loved."
I've found comfort in knowing that I'm not the only person who feels this way. But it's true. Specifically, MY birthday makes me feel sad. When I was younger, I think it's because I had really high expectations for how people should treat me on that day or week, since I felt I deserved to [...]