A few months ago, I wrote that “we are all protagonists in our own stories,” a concept difficult to understand amidst the contradictory assertion that “we are all in this together” and the hoarding of food and supplies. Nonetheless, I push myself to acknowledge the psychological explanations behind behaviors I do not fully understand.[1] I […]
I Am Not A Doll
Within recent months, I’ve encountered men—complete strangers—who have compared my looks to that of a porcelain doll, honked their horn and stared at me while I stood at the bus stop, and physically stopped me on a walk back from the store to insist on getting a hug. Most recently, a man that I met […]
“Life Isn’t a Bowl of Cherries” and Other Lessons
The above photographs are among my favorite keepsakes. I don’t remember much about the day itself, but I can assert confidently that the dynamic captured in these images is representative of the dynamic between me and my grandfather on any given day. More specifically, I look for my next mission. And even when he has […]