Aspiring storyteller, and sometimes other things
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The Ultimate Dreamer
My father sat in the lobby waiting to welcome our family to the hospital. Afro in full effect, he filled out his choices in the newspaper for the upcoming March Madness tournament.
This Breathing Technique Could Help You Recover Lost Memories
In the past, psychedelics have been seen as mere drugs with no purpose beyond recreation. But in recent years, we've begun to see the benefit of some psychedelic compounds on mental health disorders like depression or PTSD. But even on a smaller scale, for well-being and problem-solving.
I Gave Up My Car
I used to hop in the car to drive half a mile down the street. Simply because it was convenient and I had the option. I also lived in one of the nation's largest geographical cities, with little access to public transportation. Having a car was a necessity and one that I wanted to get rid of.
Why I Own CRTD Stock
I heard a quote once from Nate Obrien, a personal finance videographer, that went like this: "If you invest in a company, you are saying the market price is wrong."
In Pursuit of a Voice
The classroom felt alive. The other kids radiated the warm afterglow of an exciting weekend. I admired how easy it was for them to send messages with just a flick of an eyebrow or the curve of a smile.
I Was Raised by Barbie and The Acid Queen
Music has always been a vessel for the African American experience. In the beginning, it was traditional biblical gospel to cope and communicate within the Antebellum South. Since, it has transformed into multiple genres, from the blues during the Great Depression, describing the trials of down trodden Americans. To rock and roll alongside the flower children of the sixties.
Writing Advice From Creative Icon Joyce Carol Oates
“We work in the dark—we do what we can—we give what we have. Our doubt is our passion, and our passion is our task. The rest is the madness of art.” ― Joyce Carol Oates
An Anti-Vday, Pro You Playlist
I grew up on music made for people in love. I used to scream “End of the Road” by Boyz II Men. Before I even knew what a relationship was, before I had even kissed anyone. The way R&B artists sang about being in love made me feel like I was too.