Christmas was quiet this year. Very quiet. I find that I quite enjoy the quiet simply because it is not often that my mind, heart, and soul are capable of resting in the moment. To be completely fair, I have spent a great deal of my holiday sleeping, as much as possible, whenever possible. I… Continue reading Preparing for 2017: The Semantics of Friendship
Three weeks. Twenty-one days. That is how long this post has been percolating in my head. The day before July 4th I had the privilege to witness the musical Hamilton live in New York City. The experience was literally breathtaking. I could not breathe for a moment when the lights dimmed and the orchestra played the opening… Continue reading Pardon me, are you Sam Lehman, ma’am?
There is so much that I never thought I was capable of until now. Four weeks ago I turned twenty years old and at the sound of my alarm that morning I reached for my ‘Dear Twenty Year Old Me’ letter which I had been saving since I was eleven years old. When I was eleven… Continue reading Dear Twenty Year Old Me: The Letter
Who are you? What are you made of? These questions may cause people to stop and think about their lives but more often than not they are brushed off. Questions like these are difficult to think about because they bring one face to face with one’s own mistakes and failings. They destroy the perfectly cultivated facade… Continue reading Remind Me Who I Am
Sometimes it doesn’t matter what you know in your heart of hearts, doubt still finds a way to creep into your castle of strength and creativity. You are always your harshest critic. I know this all too well. Tonight had me questioning my ability to succeed in the English portion of my double major and though… Continue reading Doubt
There is something odd about this quality we call genius. It seems at once part of another plain of reality and yet present everywhere in this life. Now I do not wish to confuse genius with anything else such as beauty or magic, so without further ado I present to you a definition. According to the New Oxford… Continue reading What Price Genius?
In some situations I simply overreact and shut down. I avoid certain topics until it seems that the person asking me questions has moved on from waiting for my response. I have been working on remedying this trait, which strangely enough only often appears in social situations with close friends. Asking for help has never been my strong suit. I’m… Continue reading Good Enough?