I have no solid plan structuring the musings that will soon populate this page. I do not know what I will reflect on, but am looking forward to the process of reflecting. I’m at a weird place in my life where I am revolted by the idea of being in touch with my ~feelings~, but also kinda into it.
my brief flirtation with mystery
When I was in high school, I was a theater kid. My friends make fun of me for this facet of my past, but I’m not ashamed. When I was in ninth grade, I auditioned for my school’s winter play. There were two other freshman in the show, two boys who would grow to be…
i miss her /.\
DEAR GOD do I miss my beloved roommate and best friend, Youogo (a.k.a. Odie K). I have not seen her beautiful face since December. I have gone six months without my other half, and I just wanna be a total fool with her again. Even so, knowing she is alive, making the most of shit,…
How Dare You Do Nelson Mandela Like That
I despise the Mandela Effect conspiracy theory. Basically, the Mandela Effect is a name for collective false memories. For example, numerous people falsely remember that Nelson Mandela died in prison in the eighties, while he actually lived until 2013. Conspiracy theorists cite this phenomenon as evidence of an alternate universe, or time travel. I think…
Some Songs I am Really Feeling RN
Superstar by Lauryn Hill This is my favorite play-in-the-car-with-the-windows-rolled-down song. I don’t know anything technical about music, so I can really only describe the sound as groovy. It makes me want to dance like Steve Harvey in this gif: And I usually do! This song makes me feel free and summer-y and nostalgic for a…
Dear N,
First of all, I don’t know if this post follows the rules. But I want to do it this way, so whatever. You are the person I most want to write a letter to, but it’s hard to think of what to say. I looked through the old letters I had written you after, and…
Pet Peeves
1) When people stand on the left side of the escalator, blocking others from passing This is a borrowed pet peeve. When I was sixteen, I started working in Manhattan during summers, through an internship with the GO Project. I was enamored with the busy buzz of Astor Place, and thrilled by the anonymity I…
acquiescing to the demands that i write my first post already
Not that I don’t want to write my first post. I am simply saturated with fear that my musings won’t be good enough, or that they’ll sound too contrived. Which is rather silly because musings are supposed to evade evaluation. They are just supposed to flow out of you, effortlessly, and it’s not supposed to…
Goodbye // XD
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