I’ve always experienced difficulty grasping the concept of passion. Regarding what I wanted to pursue career-wise, I felt restricted by the “follow your passion” narrative. This is because I didn’t have a single goal to achieve. Some people are certain of what they want and can’t imagine it any other way. Others possess multiple interests ...

If time is a matter of perception, then you can change its pace. One might think that the days passed slower in our youth, but for adults, that is a distant point of view. When comparing your outlook and experience in the past, rather than how time passes today, we must realize time isn’t absolute. ...

Since I was a kid, I’ve daydreamed. I molded scenes of how social interactions might go or how I could become whatever I wanted to be. As an adult, the habit didn’t change. The only difference was the landscape of my imagination. Those thoughts now pictured all the tangible goals in front of me happening. ...

Do you know how to survive life as a woman? This poem can help.

There’s this mask we wearThis mask only has one task in lifeOh, it does its job excellentlyIt holds on with every vigor in its makeupThis mask you see, won’t let go untilIt gets burned with the fire of quitting or zeal There’s that smile on her faceThat all too familiar split she wears beautifullyHello! she ...

Nothing is what it appears,A fact consecratedIn my mind. I desire to believeIn fairytales andHidden worlds. Be it not for the lessonFollowing each mortal man,In the crushing black of life: Not every heartacheIs meant to be fixedWith a wave of magic wands. Or tucked away into closetsHiding from ghostsAnd monsters buried within. “Life is not ...

A Terrible Week My life has been a complete mess this week. I flew to Texas for my best friend’s Master’s graduation. We were stranded in Dallas on the flight back for over 12+ hours. When we finally came home, I realized I had the deadline wrong for my first article for another internship I ...

My efforts to solve failures go amissSomehow the goals keep moving in the mistI am misunderstanding what I need to knowI only understand what I already knowI am misunderstanding why they only throw me the bonesBut I understand the hurt of being hit by sharp stones There is a loud cheer from the crowdBut who ...

I walked through blackness lately. Holding out my arms, forever searching for hope, only to realize that hope is not solid but as free as the air. It shows itself through a crack in the dark—a glow that grows when worry and doubt combine. You cannot have hope alone but in combination with adversity. As ...

Since the pandemic hit, there are many new “norms.” Adjusting to the new normal is difficult.  Add to that the uncertainty of whether the virus will cause another shutdown this fall and winter. There is a lot of apprehension and fear. However, it is important to remember that this is not the first time our ...