Happy New Year. It has been quite a while since I've written anything on any medium at all. And at this point, I may as well be a dinosaur at writing. It feels somewhat difficult to focus my thoughts into

So, the last three hours have been unbelievable for me, and I think I’m still reeling from the emotions I’m feeling inside. I’m thankful, at the very least, for the gift of sleep. That I can sleep, forget

It has been so long since these fingers came together to write anything that I am starting to wonder if I still have the ability, but I guess we'll have to figure that out right now. I am not going to

One of the worst things to hear growing up was the word “fail.” Whenever I heard the word, “fail,” there was an immediate trembling. An immediate gasp of despair. It was something no one ever wished for.

When I started writing this, I had more zeal than I currently do. But as I've come to learn over the years, at times it doesn't matter whether or not you have the zeal, you just have to keep going. The

I think about a lot of things. And the times I allow myself to think, I sometimes begin to panic. A myriad of thoughts. A plethora of emotions. I’m lost in the labyrinth of my own complexities. Where to

Today was the international day of failure. Yes, you read that right, there is something called the International Day of Failure. I was just as surprised as you probably are reading this when I saw it

I have fond memories of my childhood. There are the painful ones, undoubtedly. But there are also the truly glorious ones. I thought of myself when I was little as a beautiful, dark skinned girl who had

I used to love the darkness, but I don’t any more. Cause the dark reminds me of you. But it’s weird because the sunlight, as well, reminds me of you. The sunny look in your eyes when you delivered the

“Oh, I don’t know who you are,” she said, squinting her eyes hard, and cocking her head from side to side like she was fighting a battle that I couldn't see, and losing it. But I knew it was an act. It

I don't know what it is about die minute that just gets your blood pumping and your brain finally working again, all of a sudden, all that fear and adrenaline which you thought you didn't have comes rushing

As we all know, witnesses are the backbone of the Hive platform, the unsung heroes who ensure everything runs smoothly. They operate critical nodes that keep the platform alive and thriving. Without witnesses,

Someone once asked me, "What is the point of making money if you are not going to spend it and make your life easier?" and in the moment, I didn't really give it much thought because I thought

And even if half the world loved you, what really is your gain? It’s something I'd been pondering on a lot recently. How fleeting human nature is. How we lie to ourselves over and again till our own spun

Today was probably the best day to write this. I mean, when's the best time to write something cathartic than the midnight after an absolutely shit day? Dear b0s This letter is for you to come back to

There’s a thin line, Nana would say. A thin line between good and evil. A thin line between love and hate. A thin line between zealousness and overweening. A thin line between self-righteousness and hypocrisy

I think the only reason I’m writing this is because I’m currently listening to some jams from the new earpods I got. And it’s giving me a soundgasm, to say the very least. There’s nothing as amazing as

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My heart thumped fast I made my way out of the changing room. I jumped up and down and tried to take steady breaths. I was sure the next person could hear the epileptic beating of my heart, but I couldn’t