Seven Cheers


Seven years. It took me seven years to earn a college degree. That’s a full Hogwarts education right there. That’s as long as Carson’s college life and unrequited love for Dio in I’m Drunk, I Love You.

Still. It has been seven years of grace for me. True, it took me a long time compared to my classmates in high school—but, more than anything, these past seven years have been formative. I have learned to look at the bigger picture: that there is a world out there lacking sorely in justice and compassion, but this world is where my true calling lies. To help, to serve.

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Fortitude & Verisimilitude

“I am giving up when I am not yet even there.”

That’s what I said yesterday; all resolve evaporating into thin air. I know I have been blatantly fickle since who-knows-when, and scientifically speaking, it might be due to my underdeveloped amygdala, but that’s not it.

There are so many factors as to why I’ve fallen in and out of love with shifting. I know, I used to be so sure of it. I felt the calling come to rest underneath my skin and linger there; a tattoo carved on my flesh.

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