Today, I walked to the Starbucks near my grandma’s house for the first time! Super exciting right? Stoke-inducing? Mind-exploding? Eh… no, not really. Basically the same menu board, green aprons, long line, and password-protected bathrooms you would see at any other location. I just wanted to build up the hype with that line of questions…

Every day as a part of her morning routine, my grandma reads the LA Times while eating breakfast and drinking a cup of instant coffee with milk. I thought for sure that paper prints would have gone out of business by now, but I’ve grown to kind of like the fact that this tradition didn’t…

I’ve been posting a bit less frequently recently, partially because I was in Hawaii last week and partially because I started graduate school. Whatever my reason was, starting now I want to keep up with weekly entries again even if they gradually become shorter. Life is quickly picking up for me from school and work,…

I made a post a few weeks ago talking about the Son of Man archetype, which seemed to get some resistance for good reason. Especially recently, we have been hearing a lot of talk about how gender is a social construct and our outdated understandings contribute to systematic sexism in our world today. My post seemed…

It’s definitely a question I find myself asking quite frequently. In all honesty it could just be some weirdly obsessive Pavlovian remnant from my school days, but regardless of the cause I think it has helped me a great deal up to the present moment. I’ve even turned it into a sort of game! Asking…

I’ve been noticing a growing trend that appears to be fairly widespread and peculiar. The main personal sign of it was when I decided to quit my job and move in with my grandma. As I started paying closer attention to life around me and talking to more friends and family, certain characteristics revolving around…

Last night was pretty freaky. It was the first time in years that I woke up with my heart pounding after being brutally killed in my dream. More specifically, my brain was devoured by a carnivorous zombie… In all seriousness, WTF brain? It’s not like some demon imposed this dream on me to mess with…

Earlier today I was trying to get some work done on the computer, but for some reason I felt the need to take a nap midway in the afternoon. I thought I was just being lazy or avoiding responsibility, but eventually the urge took over and I slept for about an hour and a half.…

Memories are so strange. At this point, I only have about 17 years worth of them captured in the billions of neurons within my skull, but this storage network is not like a basic file cabinet that I can just flip through consciously. Using that analogy, my brain is more like my old coworker’s office.…