In this moment – a canvas without paints
For 11 years, I was told how things were going to be when I went to college. I blew it off; why would I think about college at eight years old? The most I did was pretend to care about the Michigan vs....
View ArticleIn this moment – exhale
Everything happened all at once. One moment, it was calm. There was not a single ripple in the water. It was completely still, and I could breathe. At that moment, the sun was beaming down from a...
View ArticleIn this moment – a fable of a girl drowning in gold
She had been told she lived a rich life. The tales told of her show her walking among her riches. Golds and jewels line her castle and adorn her wrists and neck. She dresses in the most elegant of...
View ArticleIn this moment – I’m still waiting
I still have yet to feel it. I have yet to feel the radiant joy I feel when there is snow to accompany the biting cold. I have yet to feel inclined to listen to holiday music every time I open Spotify....
View ArticleIn this moment – finally
I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think. One click of a button would determine if I was about to have one of the best or worst days of my life. One click of a button...
View ArticleIn this moment – the in-between
She has just reached another ending. She has reached the end of the forest, where the pine trees begin to thin out, and the grasses begin to grow taller. The sky, which was just recently jet black, has...
View ArticleIn this moment – 200
140,012 words ago, I was a shy 14-year-old in a foreign classroom. Only half of my peers were in school with me, and those that were there all sat six feet away from me. This classroom, to someone who...
View ArticleIn this moment — the sweet adage of a dandelion
In the beginning, there was just a little seed. It found its way to a patch of rich soil. The soil had everything that the little seed could have ever asked for. There was lots of water for when it was...
View ArticleIn this moment – her flame begins to flicker
I can already feel it leaving me. I could feel it when I didn’t make a countdown on my calendar. When I didn’t make an in-depth document or presentation explaining what I hoped to see wrapped up in...
View ArticleThe ongoing, everlasting concept of time: the final part
Alas, here I stand. Here I stand, in the midst of it all. Everything here is happening all at once. The manic chaos is circling me like a storm, tightening its walls around me, trying to suck me in....
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