A simple concept; however, it’s a paradoxical one in a society like ours.
We know it’s irrational to poke fun at our own body; proding a lump here, squeezing a roll there, and being horrified at some cellulite. 254 more words
It was around 1 A.M. on a Monday morning when I began my third rewrite of an English assignment. Normally, I write with confidence, unafraid of making mistakes or soundings foolish. 451 more words
Life is busy. Like, can’t remember what day of the week it is when I wake up because my brain is fried, busy. This is when that daily schedule of mine comes in handy. 546 more words