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Good evening, dear readers. It's been a while since I've updated this blog—you'll have to forgive me again! The hiatuses don't seem to show any signs of stopping soon, but at least now I can entertain the thought of writing about something other than fictional romances for a brief moment; my life has been what …

“Forever Yours” No Longer

Have you broken a lot of promises in your life? Are there too many, or too little for you to remember them? Do you keep a scoreboard for yourself of every mistake that you make, or do you let yourself live freely, or do you see the absurdity of both of those options? I tend …

To Think and to Feel

Which do you believe is superior? Which do you base your actions off of? Do you look down on those who do not align on the same side as yourself? It's that type of conceited attitude that I've always found a distaste towards. In the past, I have held both; an admiration for what I …

Oceans and Mountains

My family is built of two different sides, working and operating like two separate clocks in two separate rooms; each has their complexities and their mechanisms, their psychological patterns that have carried on over the generations, but both are in definition the same. Clocks. Families. Generations. Cultures. It's been over a year and a half …

Eighteen, Alive

Now people won't stop me from talking to them even if they have "Minors DNI" in their profile bio. I'm sure you can tell just by reading my last post, but my life has been little less than a trainwreck for the entire summer. Those close to me should be glad to note that things …

Don’t You (Forget About Me)

As I'm writing this, I can look out the car window and see flatlands, hills, meadows, and mountains colored blue in the distance as my father and I drive by; we're at the beginning of a five-hour drive to a city airport, and after that, a six-hour flight to visit our close family friends for …

Sound Echoes / Words Resonate

There are some words that, once said, never seem to leave your ears. Right now, my ears seem full with the words of others, and they echo in a ringing tone, getting louder with each repetition. I find myself coming down from a migraine with a fresh new set of painful memories to work through, …

Blessed to be Human (Or: A Living Soul)

If you've read one of my earlier blog posts "On Pursuing Happiness (Or: A Prosthetic Heart)" you may notice that this one takes on a drastically different tone to the aforementioned. One may even consider this a sign of character development, to speak from the perspective of someone who writes stories based on the very …

Chopin’s “Wrong Note” Etude

If you can believe it, every single note was played perfectly. Even so, it begins sounding horribly dissonant, almost as if it were the product of a child slamming their hands on the piano. It's only after the initial phase of seemingly-random note placements that sound completely uncharacteristic to Chopin's other compositions of harmonic beauty …

My So-Called Teenage Angst

For the past few weeks, I've found myself grappling with the fact that my life might never be this good again. In the midst of a pandemic, while I live in near isolation and my grandmother is across the country laughing on her deathbed, I realize over midnight hours that it's a very real possibility …