How do I get my child to cooperate? My children do not understand me. My parents enforce their views upon me. They deem me the culprit of every situation. They expect a level of perfection that is impossible to achieve. I have spent the last view months extracting myself from my individual perspective and looking at the expanse of the table to viewpoints other than … Continue reading Mother, I am suffocating.
Synchronization and fluidity. Two terms I have vehemently wished to accustom myself to. Frustrated by my lack of poise, I ventured out to peg a sport that would attain the desired goal. And, thus, the introduction to swimming. As my body defies gravity, my weight upholstered by a welcome force, I surrender to serenity. I let the voice of water consume me, deciphering the syllables … Continue reading Surrender to Serenity
I despise the instinct that dictates the vocabulary that verbalizes my thoughts. I harbor the guilt of honing the skill of writing to confine rather than liberate. But, no more. My words will now be a product of a mind that acknowledges the innate poignancy within them. To prevent myself from trivializing what my brain conjures, I believe I must normalize the act of writing, … Continue reading Clarity in Chaos