When catching up over coffee recently, a friend asked me what the most important thing that I had learned on my journey had been. I struggle answering questions with words like “biggest”, “most”, or “best” because I believe each key I have learned along the way has been the best for that particular moment. I […]Read more "The Journey"
Recently, I have found myself frustrated. Artistically. My head has been mainly a ball of fuzz for the last couple of months, which I don’t blame (but don’t not blame) on the busyness of life, with family and friends visiting, working two jobs, volunteering and so on and so forth. Since I haven’t really let […]Read more "Release the Sketcher Within"
I found out a couple of nights ago the result of my application to study masters in social psychology, at the New School of Social Research in New York City. The letter said that “although we are not able to offer you admission at this time, we have placed your name on our waiting list”. […]Read more "What would you give for a city?"
It is finished. I have finally submitted my application to study social psychology at the New School for Social Research in New York. This is no small accomplishment, for applications of any kind fill me with a sense of dread. Usually, procrastination, the fear of failure, of wanting something so much with no way to […]Read more "Application: Submitted"
Go to the gym at least 4 times a week Write a blog post at least once a week Read two books a month Make some sort of life plan √ Run a connect group Make new friends √ Say what I think, in a constructive way World peace? Cut down on tea/coffee √ Drink more water √ Weigh […]Read more "My New Year Resolutions"
My scars are battle scars. Each jagged hate line tells to battles I faced and fought. The longer they remain, the more they fade, and those faded reminders declare victory. People who injure themselves know that it can become quite habit forming; as a coping mechanism it was my means of survival. To stop hurting […]Read more "Battle Scars"