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ABOUT ME

I was born on a cold Winter’s day in the heart of December, the ground covered in 22 inches of snow. Since then, I’ve trailed a long, winding path and today I am somehow 17 years old. As I’m getting older, the world seems to be becoming even more obscure and I’m realizing how many things I will always wonder about. The questions I had as a kid are still questions I ponder today. Join me in my journey as I attempt to puzzle out the tidbits of life I am able to understand and continue to wonder about those that I do not quiet comprehend.

Featured Posts

The Rehearsal

I work through the movements I used to flow through as easily as water drifts [...]

01
Apr
uncertain

Hello this post is kind of a mess – it’s just a jumble of thoughts [...]

19
Feb
it was only paper

It was only paper, so it flew out of her bag, billowing in the wind, [...]

11
Feb
The 18th Candle

The day outside is foggy, grey; not the best day to play tag or grounders [...]

04
Feb
Dealing with Rejection

I see it. The big college bus stopped at its usual location a short walk [...]

14
Oct
Little Red String

Deep in the bottomless infinity of my heart, I feel the little red string to [...]

28
Jul
The Toy Car

I remember the scorching summer when I was 8 years old. I remember running the [...]

28
Jul
Titanic(1997): More than a Romance

*Warning: This analysis contains spoilers about Titanic and is intended for audiences who have already [...]

19
Apr