millennials
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I really don’t know what to say because I feel the constant stress of sounding profound. Every moment has to be curated in this age of instant gratification and constant updates. I feel outdated and I’m only 25. The newer models are already taking the floor when I haven’t even been sold. That’s what life
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My definition of home has evolved over time. Home was New York, plain and simple. There was no other place like it for me. There was only one New York – always imitated but never duplicated. I know that many New Yorkers feel the same way. Our hometown pride is the reason that we’re called […]
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“Titles are easy but content is difficult.” I find myself repeating this phrase to myself every time I want to write something here. WordPress used to be my safe haven on the Internet. It was a place where I could truly express myself without the fear of judgment from my peers. My use of the
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I hate you. Plain and simple, isn’t it? No, because nothing is ever plain or simple. This deeply rooted hate stems from a place of even greater love. A love that was ruined by a revelation. A revelation that involved an adulterous affair and a child born out of wedlock. The signs were there all
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We haven’t spoken in a while. Yet every time we speak it’s the same conversation. I miss you. I miss you too. Are we going to meet up soon? Definitely. And then the conversation goes cold. When do we stop fooling ourselves? There’s no point in chasing phantoms, only to trip on memories.
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Old lovers crawling out of the wasteland that is my memory. They have no right occupying space in my head anymore. Exile is best suited for them. And yet, I feel a subtle twinge of sadness. Feelings never really faded, only put in stasis.
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There is still a part of me that looks for you. This unconscious thinking seeps into my daily life. A part of me is still so full of you. The things you left with me have become a part of my routine. I fought so adamantly against you on so many things. Defiance was my
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“Wow, you’re so tall! Do you play basketball?” I wish that I could say that I never heard this but phrases like that plagued me as a child and continued into early adulthood. My childhood friends and I were used to these comments. I remember one year we actually tried out for basketball, after years
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The sudden realization that the things in my life are connected may seem asinine to most but it’s the truth. There have been certain constants in my life that have followed me from my childhood into adulthood. The only thing that has really changed is the medium in which I do things. These constants include
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Focusing on the present was never my forte. I was too preoccupied by the past or the rapidly approaching future to focus on the present. I made excuses for my past mistakes while making plans for a better future. I was stuck in this dichotomy that was absolutely maddening. I felt lost in the moment.
Trapped In The Margins 
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