I’ve reached many discoveries upon becoming an “adult.” For one, I’ve perfected what my 24-year-old self looks like on paper. I can list my life accomplishments, perform a spoken-word version of them with the ease of a narcissist’s heartbeat. I can sell myself to a crowd, leaving with my net worth intact and my dignityContinue reading “Emotional Rediscovery/Irrelevant Introspection”
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In Jest, with Love
In Infinite Jest, David Foster Wallace describes one of the ancillary characters as a man “whose fixed smile has the impermanent quality of something stamped into uncooperative material.” First, a stagnant feature – a smile screwed-in with sheer will and a desire for social uniformity, only to be screwed back out upon a change in circumstance.Continue reading “In Jest, with Love”
In an Effort to Describe
I’ve become significantly more reclusive as of late. Maybe because now I don’t find myself in a city surrounded by people, or because I no longer feel the need to interact so frequently. And in this state of reclusion, I’ve begun to ruminate in my thoughts. I search in an almost cyclical way – plungingContinue reading “In an Effort to Describe”
Plagued by Expression
I started writing in October last year, for reasons triggered by a series of events irrelevant enough to be forgotten. Most likely in an attempt to express my own significance. Or to watch my thoughts grow outside of myself for a change, watch them shift and contort into something with a little more perspective thanContinue reading “Plagued by Expression”
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