I have a couple questions for you:
What makes you an adult?
What makes you a child?
I recently turned 18, and was asked what it felt like to finally be an adult. 509 more words
Let me start by referring to a very poignant and notable animated film from Studio Ghibli, Spirited Away. Now, I only recently saw the film (I know, I’m late on the bandwagon, aren’t I?) but it struck me as oddly realistic, despite the fantasy backdrop of the film. 861 more words
I am approaching the end of my six-month life hiatus now, so please indulge me as I wax a bit lyrical, because I am getting very reflective, which is inspiring the poet in me, despite having never written anything more complicated than a haiku, the best of which I wrote in 1999. 622 more words
I think I have the burgeoning signs of tooth pain. Well, the signs being slight pain, so that was kind of a useless sentence. Slight pain, the tooth pain equivalent of when your throat is kind of warm and you feel like in two days you’re gonna have a brutal sore throat. 703 more words
As a younger little sprout, there were few treats and desserts and wonderfully joy inducing as the little chocolate donut.
Whether they were Entenmann’s, Hostess, Tasty Cake, or a random store brand, they were all essentially the same: rings of occasionally soft yellow cake coated in a semi waxy chocolate like substance. 239 more words