On this page you will find my essays on a variety of topics. I am referring to these as essays, as many of them are examinations of topics as opposed to blogs which I would consider more personal and journal-like. You’ll find the title of each essay and a brief description accompanying it.
After seeing a petition against a man who kicked a cat, I reflected on animal cruelty.
Winter weather gets me down, but New England winter is like a rollercoaster, and for someone who’s mental state depends to some extent on the weather, this can be a crazy ride.
I potentially have to choose between two great opportunities or continuing to live near my family.
A lesson on perseverance from an unlikely source.
The line between who I am in private and who I am in public was a hard one to cross, and I’ve nearly obliterated it.
I’ve been thinking a lot about losing people lately, and I needed to get some of it out here.
An examination, and call for answers, about Rachel Dolezal, as she regains some news attention for having changed her name to sound more African-American.
More and more, I feel like we’re not able to deal with unhappiness, and we seem to think we deserve happiness 24-7, and I have been thinking a lot about that mind-set lately.
I talk about TV shows that we love even though they don’t make us feel good.
A brief description of how I think Supergirl is fulfilling the promise of comic books better than it’s CW partner shows.
We’re all aware that physical exercise is vital to being healthy, but many of rarely think about mental exercise which can be equally important.
This is an reflection on my life so far, how a sense of self and purpose made me less ballsy, and hopefully in the absence of bravery, I gained maturity.
An essay on how I determine what to read, based on desire/cultural relevance and other criteria.
With a lot of discussion going on about whether or not states are going to secede from the US due to President Trump, I decided to weigh in.
In the final hour of President Obama’s Administration, I wrote about my hopes and thoughts for the incoming Trump Administration.
Just another example of people arbitrarily judging others based on a fad.
A love letter written to Summer, in order to get her to return despite the fact that at the end I clearly took her for granted.
With all of the talk about the Trans community which bathrooms they can and cannot use that we’ve endured the last couple years, I thought I’d weigh in with my opinion and hopefully some common sense.
My professing my desire to learn to surf, and how without being able to, I have already found something beautiful in it.
It’s a pretty common thought that you shouldn’t care what people think about you, but I think that you should care.
After spending a day trapped in the house during a snowstorm with my inconsolable teething infant I escaped to my office to write down my thoughts on the day.