A Calm Storm

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The End of An Era

LAST DAY OF BEING 20. I have no opinions, thoughts, or feelings on this. Except that my friends are unnaturally excited that they can now take me out dancing. haha. Enjoy the weekend, y’all. I’m off to Persian Conference.

Topics of Conversation

In every question of social interaction, the answer depends on the circumstances surrounding that question. When someone asks what to do about something, one must know more details in order to give an opinion. Perhaps that is my problem with…

Beach volleyball

Every Sunday a group of Baha’is gather on a Chicago beach to play volleyball and enjoy each other’s company. I’ve not been able to go because of work and family commitments, but yesterday, I did. I’m going again next weekend….

Anna Karenina

While browsing a charming old bookstore in Uptown, in south Minneapolis, Sarah suggested Anna Karenina, by Leo Tolstoy. Since it was only a few dollars, I picked it up. I’m a little less than halfway through it, and I must…

Orange Roughy

I have discovered that I really like Orange Roughy, a white fish. This discovery comes about as I am trying to clean out the fridge by eating everything (which makes for some very random meals), since I move out on…

surprises

I’m discovering that going into things without expectations tends to work out. I’m finding that surprises can be really, really good. And hey, maybe life is complicated. But I’m really enjoying it. And sometimes we create those complications ourselves, anyways….

boxes

When one moves away to college, they pack up the majority of their belongings in boxes to store in the basement. Knicknacks, old books, stuffed animals, high school awards… Like any other student, I did the same. Over the last…

fixed and Kabob

Ta Da! I have internet access on my computer after 1 month without it. I was going crazy. If you click on the link below, you will be able to see the recipe for Kabob and Persian rice that I…

lasagna

I made lasagna from scratch tonight. It was really very good…even confirmed by an outside source (one of my friends from the dorm, who is a college student so maybe he isn’t too discerning…) It doesn’t look so appetizing in…

sweetness

Edited: Make not your dreams the hidden ways instead show me the path your dreams would take dark eyes the doors to your cryptic mind dark words the barrier to their lies it isn’t enough to merely live to bring…

an ode to the day

here, it is a mist an overpowering gray blanket now a drizzle now a flood uncountable numbers just falling falling down to the tips of my toes where they gather in muddy puddles with ripples running away from my feet…

lover of life

Maybe they just got food poisoning? I think dreams really can be lifesavers. Cleaning the basement can bring out some interesting things. I found old sketches, poetry, awards, and books that I didn’t even know I had.

poetic trap

What many people consider art, I want to rip apart and burn, simply because it has no pleasing value. But to them, it may be pure joy. So destruction seems a bit overkill. Instead I ignore it, choose what I…

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