Category Archives: Thoughtful

I believe that writing is a kind of therapy. Posts in this category are of a more serious nature, and I probably wrote them with the idea of “writing my feelings.” It’s much better for me than eating my feelings, which I do quite often. These posts come from my heart, and although I write them as my mood dictates, I give them much thought, because these posts are very important to me.

What about small-time journalists?

While I was home for Thanksgiving my dad and I had a few discussions about journalists and journalism. My house has always been a place where heated discussion is not considered disrespectful, so although my dad and I disagreed on … Continue reading

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Learning Mandolin

I suppose I’m on some sort of journey. What kind of journey, I don’t yet know. All I know is that I ended up with a half-mental, half-physical list of habits, skills and/or accomplishments I want to master. It will … Continue reading

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I am not weak

Someone once told me that I’m not strong. I cry too much, the person said, and I need to be stronger. This blog post is about why it is not weak to cry. I’ve written about my emotions before from a … Continue reading

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Why The Great Gatsby Film Was Good, But Not Perfect

I first read The Great Gatsby my sophomore year of high school. It was one of the few books I enjoyed that year in American literature. When you’re 15, it’s not cool to enjoy good literature, so for the most … Continue reading

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Montaigne On Suffering

We must learn to suffer whatever we cannot avoid. Our life is composed, like the harmony of the world, of discords as well as of different tones, sweet and harsh, sharp and flat, soft and loud. If a musician liked … Continue reading

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For G-Dad

Sometimes the saddest part about someone dying is not their actual death. It’s a grown man being taken care of like a child because he’s lost the capacity to do it himself. A woman going home alone to an empty … Continue reading

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