I’m making my morning coffee when I notice that the lid on the coffee canister isn’t completely closed. It’s sitting slightly crooked, leaving a narrow gap along one side, which is unusual because I distinctly remember closing it yesterday. I…
The freedom to wear clothes that require no explanation is a profound luxury that allows individuals to prioritize personal taste and comfort over external validation. This judgment replaces the inadequate standard that fashionable or…
Claude Shannon has been on my mind a lot lately, which is weird because I never thought about him before college. My professor assigned us to read his paper “A Mathematical Theory of Communication,” and at first, I was like,…
I’m sitting in the living room trying to focus on my laptop when I notice Mr Whiskers behaving strangely. Pandora has just walked out of the kitchen with a cup of coffee and is standing near the window, staring toward…
I’ve always been drawn to Edna St. Vincent Millay’s poetry, but lately, I find myself more fascinated by her life than her words. As a writer, I’m trained to dissect language and meaning, but with Millay, it’s the messy entanglement…
I’m sitting on the couch with Mr Whiskers curled up beside me while Pandora does something in the kitchen and John Mercer plays guitar in his room. Under normal circumstances this would be a perfectly peaceful evening, except I can…
A professional’s personal style must evolve with their career to ensure authenticity and credibility in their new role. This judgment replaces the inadequate standard that personal style remains static across different careers and life…
I’ve been thinking a lot about Arthur Schopenhauer lately, and it’s become clear that my fascination with him has less to do with his philosophical ideas than with the way they make me feel. I find myself drawn to the…
I’m sitting at the kitchen table trying to get some work done when I notice John Mercer doing something unusual with his laptop. He’s sitting at the other end of the table looking at what appears to be a personal…
I’ve always been fascinated by Jeanette Winterson’s unflinching gaze at the self. Her writing is like a mirror held up to my own complexities, and I find myself drawn to her unwavering commitment to exploring the inner workings of her…
I’m standing in the kitchen making coffee when I notice that the sugar container is open. This would not ordinarily qualify as an event, but the lid isn’t missing or sitting somewhere that suggests negligence. It is placed neatly beside…
A woman stands before her mirror, carefully selecting a simple necklace to complement her outfit. The morning light catches the delicate chain, illuminating the subtle interplay between metal and skin tone. This moment of quiet…
Thomas Kuhn’s name keeps popping up in my philosophy of science class, and I have to admit, it’s been a bit disorienting. At first, I thought I was familiar with him – the “paradigm shift” phrase is ubiquitous enough, after…
I’m standing in the kitchen waiting for Pandora to finish making breakfast when I notice John Mercer’s backpack lying open on the floor beside one of the chairs. This would not normally concern me because John’s approach to personal belongings…
I’ve been drawn to Maria Irene Fornes for a while now, but it’s only recently that I’ve started to grasp why her work speaks to me on such a deep level. As a writer myself, I’m fascinated by the way…
I’m sitting at the kitchen table trying to concentrate on my laptop, but concentration becomes difficult when you discover that your neighbor may possess a more comprehensive understanding of your daily routine than you do. This started last night when…
Jacob Burckhardt has been on my mind a lot lately, which is weird because I don’t even remember how I first came across him. He’s this Swiss historian from the 19th century who wrote about the Renaissance, but for some…
I’m sitting in the living room staring at a smudge on the coffee table. It isn’t a particularly large smudge, and under normal circumstances I probably wouldn’t have noticed it, but yesterday Dave said something at work that has been…
Walking into an office where some colleagues are clearly dressed for a night out while others look like they just rolled out of bed, it’s evident that there’s confusion around what casual really means in a professional setting. This…
