I. For the majority of 2020 and 2021, like the rest of the world, I was stuck inside. In the beginning, ‘inside’ was my parent’s house, where I would toil away on my thesis for 1 hour and spend the rest of the day playing Animal Crossing. After graduating, ‘inside’ changed…

i think some memories are kept close to the heart, that they shine and remain untouched. every sensation still as vivid as the moment it happened. the sun beating down on your pores, the wind gently billowing through cloth, a touch of a hand, a smirk of a smile. but…

Dear Stranger, I’ll hope you’ll forgive me for writing this on a napkin. I’m sure you must have had some confusion when someone passed this to you what looked to be like a used napkin. I half expect you to throw it away. If you’re reading this, then I’m glad…

You’re your worst enemy. At least, that’s how I feel most of the time when I write. It always feels like it’s not worth writing if it’s not a) meaningful, b) impactful, c) well-written, or d) all of the above. “Writer’s block” is always an easy excuse to not write…

“The only thing to do now is just to keep living forward.” Recently I’ve been thinking about how it’s going to end. But not just the ending — sometimes I think about everything that’s going to happen in the next month, the next year, five years from now, ten years…

“I’m never gonna be my hero. I’m not gonna attain that. I know I’m not, and that’s just fine with me because that keeps me with somebody to keep on chasing.” -Matthew Mcconaughey I’ve recently become obsessed with racing. It started from a fortuitous night last year where I found…

“You are not responsible for the world — you are only responsible for your work — so DO IT.” — Sol LeWitt I’ve written a number of letters in my life. But my favorite letter is one that is not my own. Sol LeWitt and Eva Hesse were two American…

i imagine fields of green waving in the wind seas of tall grass just beyond the mind somewhere there we find each other and we sit in silence each alone, together a ladybug perched on the tip of your nose a fire blazing just out of sight you tell me…

Welcome back to another short break. I’m blocked. Writer’s block, to be specific. So I’m going to freewrite. In the past hour, I’ve started writing on 5 separate drafts. In the past hour, I have stopped writing on 5 separate drafts. I have a slowly growing urge to throw my…