I’m standing. Exhausted. My legs ache. I smell of deodorant and sweat. My jersey is a clinging wet rag. Night lights are flooding my vision and I hear in the back of my consciousness coaches talking. I have just finished my high school soccer career with a loss. At the time I was relieved. We hadn’t been embarrassed during our last game. We managed to play well against a team that was better than us. I could finally...

Unlock, open, type, send. Congratulations, you have just dispensed a message to the world through social media. I’m not going to receive your message. Not simply because I’m not friends with you online, or because I don’t follow you, but because I don’t have a social media presence. I lack the desire to display for the world everywhere I go or everything I do. I don’t care if an online follower knows that I went...

The world is this perpetual machine of change that never stops for anything. Change occurs at the oddest times and at the best times. Interpreting that change is challenging. We, as humans, have an innate desire to know why something has happened, why we came about as a species, why the world exists. We constantly look for answer. We search our past for clues about what we can expect in the future. Learning about the rise of humanity and the...

Growing up in my house there was always artwork covering the walls, from a woodcut by Albrecht Dürer to paintings by my great-great-grandfather, but the picture that always intrigued me was a more modern take on art. To me it looked like lines placed haphazardly on a yellow stained canvas that somewhat resembled a window. I saw it as an aesthetically pleasing image, but I always dismissed it as meaningless. Then my mother told me the title, Fall I....

Human nature sometimes leads us to follow societal expectations and norms at the cost of our emotional wellbeing. We do this even if it’s self-destructive. Marriage is one norm that has become so ingrained in American culture that it is almost ubiquitous, but it has injured many. How can we fix marriage? Even in sitcoms such as Modern Family which attempt to reveal how diverse America is, all the adults are married. Many millennials, myself included, have parents who...

I’m standing. Exhausted. My legs ache. I smell of deodorant and sweat. My jersey is a clinging wet rag. Night lights are flooding my vision and I hear in the back of my consciousness coaches talking. I have just finished my high school soccer career with a loss. At the time I was relieved. We hadn’t been embarrassed during our last game. We managed to play well against a team that was better than us. I could finally...