No Proof Of Yesterday | Ramblings

I stand in a room, noticing the walls that create the square I stand. I then wonder what proof there was that today existed. There is none. No one in a year, let alone in a millennium, would know that this day existed. Not how the day existed through my eyes, at least. That was…

comfort in the nothingness | SoCs prose

Happy Saturday, everyone! This stream of consciousness piece is written for Linda G. Hill’s SOC Saturdays with the prompt as “coffee, tea, or me.” Enjoy! ~ you aren’t you. you’re everything everyone thinks you are. you aren’t your own skin, you can’t feel your bones. the words in your brain do not exist. am I coffee,…

Senioritis: Class of 2020

Only five full days of school have passed by and I’ve already been hit with the dreaded (inevitable) Senioritis. I would say that I’m surprised—since I have been heavily motivated and hardworking throughout my entire school career—but that would be a hilarious lie. Junior year was a complete wreck, an onslaught of projects and extra…