introspection

  • An ode to the bathroom.

    I spent my childhood looking over my shoulder, growing stiffer and colder, afraid of my fragile soul being demeaned; I would have rather no one intervened. But, my bedroom was never a safe haven away from prying eyes and concerned looks So whenever I was craving a peaceful, private nook To the bathroom I would

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  • This Year

    This year, I got a taste of a type of introspection even I am not used to. This year, I have lived (and am still living through) a global pandemic. I must admit, the lockdowns and closures did not drastically change my way of life. A true introvert, guilty as charged. But, assimilating into keeping

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