There are so many things in the world that matter, and if we look closely enough, we find the things that speak to our own unique spirits — these are the things that speak to me. This is what matter to me today.
Hey you, Do you remember when you were really young, maybe 5 years old? You used to love dreaming up who you might be when grew older, sometimes staring at your reflection in a mirror to see if you could picture yourself as anything other than a child. Here you are now, a 20-something-year-old walking…
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It’s been a while, hasn’t it? So much time has passed between the last time I’ve written and this present moment and so many things have happened in my life and in the world beyond in that span, yet it all compresses into a single frame that is just barely in focus. I can recall…
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Alarms shrieked obnoxiously. Lights flashed glaringly, starkly against vast nothingness. There was yelling, loud and strong, yet for all the commotion, there was silence. If a brain could be loud, hers was. If a mind could shout, hers did. Yet when prompted to produce just what the emergency was that triggered such calamity, only a…
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It’s the thing we want the most of, yet the thing that slips away all too quickly. It’s the thing we hope slows when we are enjoying it, yet the thing we hope speeds up when we no longer wish to endure it anymore. It’s amorphous, yet measured. Finite, yet infinite. This is what we…
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Some things are so good that they must be experienced again — a meal, a vacation destination, a song. They are so good that upon first encounter, perhaps we are distracted with our own pleasure in the experience that we don’t notice the minutia, the tiny details that come together to form the entirety of the…
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Darkness. Pitch black for infinity with only the sounds of birds chirping in the trees. For now, that served as the background music. That is, until she pulls her headphones over her hears. When the music hits her, she opens her eyes. Before her, a cement path. It’s unimpressive, beige and cracked, flanked by grass…
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There was light, the soft glow of the lamp in the corner of the living room serving as an ember as the storm-darkened sky quickly stole away the day’s remaining light. There was the soft hum of ceiling fans, the refrigerator going about its daily work, the steady voices of evening news anchors filling us…
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She closed her eyes as the first warm breeze of spring touched her face. She sat in her yard, sun on heating the earth around her and traveling up to her skin. The air filtered through her freshly washed hair, making the scent of her coconut shampoo apparent. As the aroma traveled to her nostrils,…
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I have lived on the same street in the same town in the same state since I was born. After years of living in one spot, some things seem to be fixtures of their environment, static pieces of a place that rarely, barely change. In my neck of the woods, my neighbors are those fixtures.…
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You never quite appreciate the simplicity of childhood until you are grown — until the carefree days spent with ice cream on your face or a baseball in hand are long gone, nothing but mere memories of days so far long ago. I think about that quite a bit, not just because I am (of…
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