"This past week has flown past me..."

"Naivete flows through me..."

This past Sunday, I ventured out to a memory minefield...

Often, I think of the person that I expected myself to be by this age. All of it is just naive imaginations of what being a young adult...

I was 18 years old when the 2020 COVID-19 quarantine began, a mere month away from graduating high school. Bored out of my mind and open...

I have a good feeling that any self-proclaimed (and chronically ashamed) perfectionist has had to ask themselves this question before:...

Without a doubt, we’ve all likely heard the many different arguments over recent years about whether “cancel culture” is a positive or...

Back in April of this year, I had an audition that took me out into the city for an acting school I was hoping to join in the summer....

"The Poor Poet" by Carl Spitzweg (1839). Image via Wikimedia Commons. I myself am a creative person. My ambitions, goals, and nearly all...