Notes on Adulthood

Adulthood has been a strange journey to embark on. I had thought that the age of enlightenment was eighteen. I thought that once I turned that age, I would finally feel secure in myself and have my life figured out. But eighteen came and went in a rather insignificant fashion. Then nineteen and twenty arrived … Continue reading Notes on Adulthood

Something With Meaning

I have heard people say that the essence of our lives is to be remembered. That in our conversations, our periods of brief contact with others; we should make an impact. But does it even count if after a hundred years no one remembers you? I do hope someone remembers me after a hundred years. … Continue reading Something With Meaning