The day before I turned 26, a friend told me some wise words.
It’s hard not to look inward when I fail over and over and over again. It’s hard to not to look inward and ask “what is wrong with me” when yet again my hopes and desires are thwarted for no apparent reason. It’s hard not to look inward and ask “am I insane” when other […]
I went on a trip of sorts this weekend. Got to think over a lot of things, ranging from family to sustainability to goals, etc. One topic I mulled over that I’d like to share has to do with this trichotomy of mind, body, and soul.
… until my 26th birthday.
… in New York.
Being rather introverted, I oftentimes find myself analyzing the scenes around me. I look at the arrangement of people in a space, how they interact, and how they are prodded to social order. I hear snippets of conversations, and gaze at the invisible lines drawn between one person’s eyes and those around her.