A Modest Day
Alarm bells wake me at 4:50 am, and this is my typical day. A restless night of great sleep, ironically; but being awoken each hour on the hour left me baffled and confused at how great I actually felt...
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Nothing is what it seems. You may think that two fingers in the air means: peace. You may think that it is the only interpreted meaning of the gesture. I would like to warn you that it is not. In...
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The Mississippi River There is no freedom like under a bridge, especially one that is near a vast and famous flow of water. I have found throughout the years, that I—myself, love sitting next to the...
View ArticleWhy your cereal tastes like shit
Usually, when a bunch of people walk through where I am located (mostly at the library), I wonder to myself, why? I wonder why they are here in front of me, why I am here inside of me, and then I start...
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