Today I am Samantha, and it is my twenty-first birthday. Well, according to this ID and credit card that’s my life. I go down to Denny’s for a free breakfast. The waiter asks to see my ID because he swears up and down that he saw me in here last week. Last week I was… Continue reading Nine Lives.
Philosopher-Neuroscientist Antti Revonusuo in Finland developed a theory that states, “The biological function of dreaming is to simulate threatening events, and to rehearse threat perception and threat avoidance”. These types of dreams are called “threat simulations”, and these type of dreamers are said to survive more often than other dreamers… Imagine you open your eyes,… Continue reading Paralyzing Dreams.
This week's photo challenge said to post a picture of where our heart is and what local means to us. Well, locality and heart possession belongs to two different places- my hometown Arizona and my current town San Francisco. I moved to San Francisco just two years ago for college, and it has quickly become… Continue reading Home is Where the Heart is Divided
My life, family, and everything I love back home in Arizona…
Something that is rare to me is the city I live in. You don't just discover or stumble upon a place like this every day of your life. So many people from all over the world visit here and so many people from all over the world live here, and that is because it is… Continue reading A 7×7 Rare Gem
Arrived to my other home, San Francisco, earlier. Excited to embark on my third year of my college journey and my San Francisco journey. I had a great summer in my hometown of Phoenix, Arizona with my loved ones, but at three this morning my parents, sister, and I drove down to the city by… Continue reading Road Trip
Drake was looking for revenge all summer '16, but I was looking for adventure, new experiences, fun, family time, and relaxation... Summer 2016 has been filled with so much essence, but it feels like it has gone by so rapidly. I had a great summer home in Arizona with my family. So, in response to… Continue reading Summer, Summer, Summer Time!
Going through a twenty-pound bag of ice in three days. Cooking eggs and steak in a pan in the street, or baking cookies in the car dashboard. Packing into public pools and splash pads like a can of sardines. Dropping the air conditioner down to 74 degrees. Driving down to California… Continue reading Summers in Arizona
I crawl out of my cocoon, slamming the door behind me, promising to never return. I return sometimes. But now, never. The cocoon stands still, like it's frozen in time. Not moving forward or backward, but stuck where I left it. It is alone, abandoned, and screaming in agonizing pain. The four purple walls are… Continue reading Death of a Caterpillar
My first house was a yellow brick house with blue window shutters, a pink door, and a green roof. The rent was great because it was free, meals were included, and it was right in the backyard of my family's house. I used to host parties in it when my cousins came over, I used… Continue reading Dollhouse Days