Happy Day

It’s another day of moderate importance, yay for me!  The years have taught me to be both mindful and thankful for each of these days that I’m allowed to experience. Getting older means a lot of things. The world closes in on us, fast? If something takes 30-some years to happen, I don’t know that…

7th Grade Lit

Yesterday night’s writing is retrospectively funny. Firstly, I didn’t have a Literature class in 9th grade. Secondly, the English teacher that I did have was a man. I was envisioning myself in 7th grade Lit, back in middle school, yet referred to myself as having been in the completely different time and place of 9th…

1984

I finally started reading 1984 last night. Only 13 or 14 pages in and I already know that it’s going to be a book that I’ll very much enjoy. Having read nothing but R.A. Salvatore for the past couple years has me on the ropes in trying to adjust to a different author. However much…

RIP, Papi

Below is the eulogy I read for Papi’s funeral today:   Papi had a lot of nicknames for me, the Kuwaiti Kid, #2, but my favorite of all the nicknames was Son. I’ve never known my biological father, and Papi always treated me as one of his own. He taught us a lot of important…