I like words. If you know me personally, you know I like speaking words. You'll listen to me talk for hours about everything and anything. If you don't know me personally, you'll still know that I like to write words. I like to read words too. The Greeks call it logolepsy, which by direct definition …
When I was young, my mother and I struggled. We lived in a place that was not ideal, a small dwelling where most vacation in. I was three at the time and she had just gotten through a nasty divorce to my father. But somehow we made do and somehow we were happy. We didn't …
I spend a great deal of time on the freeway, actually too much time on the freeway. But during that time on the freeway, I notice people. Their habits—usually bad—have been seen by me; probably seen far too often for my liking. Every morning I witness different people with different habits and personalities. I usually …
Write what you know, they say. I should write about cooking or clothing. Or maybe I should write about the fog and gravel of I-15 before the sun rises and before the sun sets. I could revise the revised version until all I really know is what I've written down. I know clothing, cooking and …
I can't believe I'm about to write this. I'm about two-seconds away from closing my laptop and walking away. You see, here's the thing about blogging—about reaching into the deepest parts of your heart to write something like this: it's one of the most painful yet rewarding processes you can put yourself through. It's the …
I am not good at copying. Looking at the white board in class, I can never copy the notes down without changing one thing or adding another. Drawing is a difficult task—if you said draw and copy a pear, I would draw an apple. Simon Says wasn't my game either. I usually forgot what Simon …
I am done. I am through. I am finished. I am absolutely done. I'm done trying to give my all to people who don't give their all. My mind this week has been plagued with thoughts. One of them being the fact that I am disturbed by time. One of my favourite poets, Robert Stevenson, …
Uptown Maven 