Almost 20 minutes in of endlessly trying to find a specific historical detail—one of those things that took an annoying amount of effort to get to the library’s encyclopedias for, but nowadays takes only the bare minimum effort of typing it out—is when it all started. While living in ancient Mesopotamia and doing “research” on their farming methods mid-paragraph (don’t ask me why, some other time), my screen darkened all of a sudden and a…

Last Tuesday, around 3 PM, I was sitting at a bus stop on Madison Avenue. Water was still cascading off my hair, soaking both my shoes and the lower quarter of my slacks. It puts my body in such a “wet” state, where “good” isn’t the word to describe my feelings, especially after getting roasted by the Monday Sun. Turns out, that spectacular orb doesn’t face off either. This is my Sun on the 0%…

After browsing the menu of one more restaurant bursting with “exciting opportunities” for work, I found how unpayable unpaid work was becoming. I didn’t bother thinking of words trying to describe my state (physically and mentally) on a Thursday evening following one of the week’s most painful days of work. That irritating feeling of opening the fridge only to find an array of all things sad and bland shoved in wasn’t any better at all.…

Dear Whomever It May Concern (and as much as I may wish to hide this from you, I know who you are), This morning was not an anomaly for me. The coffee in my cup fully commited to ejecting itself and making a grungy mess on my kitchen counter. I mentally prepared myself in reserving a paper towel, imagining the quick and precise movement with which I would mop up the wet mess. I reached…