A moment in time.

I didn't expect to feel so enamored by you. By definition, the spark I felt – and I can only speak for myself here, because who knows what you were thinking – was the true idea behind "there's no accounting for taste." You had a mop of curly, dark hair, and days-old scruff lining a strong… Continue reading A moment in time.

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A lesson on forgiveness.

I studied Ammu's visage where she sat opposite me, chattering away in the booth we selected at the back of the bustling Bangladeshi restaurant under the pretense of privacy – though truthfully, it was to avoid the disapproving gaze of those we'd firmly deemed as "nosy Bengalis." Prom night discussion lay on the table. It… Continue reading A lesson on forgiveness.

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The most peculiar part about change.

The steadfastness of life that I have come to know seems to be in utter flux these days. It's not exactly a bad thing, but it certainly is...different. 26 is a very strange age when it comes to managing expectations of how events are meant to unfold. You've surpassed the youthful milestones of ages 18,… Continue reading The most peculiar part about change.

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  Let's talk about coffee. A grande chestnut praline latte at Starbucks such as the one I purchased this morning costs a whopping $5.93. Six dollars for what amounts to little more than a blend of milk, sugar, and syrups. Buying a Starbucks coffee is something of a treat for myself. Despite knowing how much… Continue reading Covfefe.