March 2nd was the date that I begin to self quarantine, and I wish that I can say that it’s been smooth sailing since, but that would be a whole ass lie. My menes showed up on the 3rd and symptoms with it that I normally have made me dismiss the possibility that I wasContinue reading “The Rona Checkin”
Currently at my seasonal gig until 9pm, and this overwhelming feeling of pending sadness has turned my already tired mood into something so foul that I can hardly stand it. I applied for an internship for a teaching program in South Korea a few weeks ago. Tomorrow is the final day of processing submitted documentsContinue reading “Melancholy Eve”
As I hugged the corners of my sink and stared in the mirror, the first tear fell.