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Weird essays or short stories I’ve written
In periods of extreme sadness, and in periods of witnessing such feelings in others, I’ve noticed that the very mindset of stress and pain alters how we perceive reality. When I’m drowning in insecurity I become immersed in a story. I’m unlovable — and the reason I’m in pain is that I’m worse than everyone […]
This summer I went on vacation with my family to New Hampshire. When I was young we would always come up here. My parents would rent a cabin on a lake, just a ways away from where my aunt and uncle own a small dairy farm. My family hasn’t been to this lake in seven […]
My grandmother died about two weeks ago. This world we live in is made of atoms, light, and the space between it all. When I was little, whenever I’d see my grandmother, she’d bring a poppyseed cake from a local bakery. This dark orange crust, and a light color inside with specks of gray, and […]
Last October, as fall was overtaking the Midwest, I went to the store to buy a bag of potato chips. It was around 7:30 P.M. and the sun had already set. The sky was so dark the blueness seemed inky, and I could no longer see the clouds. Across the street from the store there […]
Memento Mori It is often the case on the weekends, at least in the winter, that I will not see the Sun. I’ll wake up late, not eat lunch, and forget I can go outside until it is too late. Exiting my dorm at 5 pm I am often struck by this fact. Because natural […]
I sit at my desk, by a window that looks out onto the backyard and the road beyond our fence. Every year at Christmas, for my entire college career, I have come home to celebrate with my family. And in the odd hours between watching my mom doing an unfair amount of cooking, I will […]
I hate endings. I hate goodbyes. Perhaps this is why this essay is over ten thousand words long. There is so much I want to say. This is a long and unwieldy piece of writing, where thoughts and feelings repeat themselves over and over again. This is an essay I filled with contradictions. This is […]
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Last night I died. In the fall of 2021 I took Abstract Algebra. For my final paper I explored Knot Theory and the Braid Groups. I think I’m going to attempt to use what I learned writing that paper to construct a mathematically dubious metaphor for personal identity. I’ll be quoting Doctor Who as well, […]
