Category: Becoming me

I am a feminist by a lack of choice or by brute luck if you swing that way. I come from a patriarchal setup that divides labor …

Things that happened to me that only happen once in a life, that remind you of the first time they happened if they do try to happen …

Very many years ago, when I had just started my Liberal Arts education, I was bad at everything. I could manage just enough derivation, integration, knew enough …

I have been reading about it for long, I have been wanting to write this for longer. Limited knowledge of the subject or in fact failed experiments …

I was eating at one of my favorite burger joints with one of my favorite people watching an uncle struggle with picking a balloon for the lady …

In 2018 I want to start knitting. Discard that as a potential hobby. Follow a list of books, read wider and smarter. Work more. Work outside my …

2017 was special, not in an ‘every year is special because it makes you’ kind of way, but in a ‘transforms a person so she can’t be …

Do my thoughts count as ‘knowledge’ now that I am a tax-paying, non-fiction reading adult? I am just seeking general consent; because personally, I feel entitled to …

I drove. Papa. In his car. Yeah. That was my day. Other things may have happened, I wouldn’t know, I was only thinking of this. There mustn’t …

I remember 4 years ago, a boy tried to teach me to drive. I was sick then. I did not think myself smart enough to eat in …