Day One: 433 miles Start: Camarillo, Ca End: St. George, Ut I woke up just before 7:00 am PST without an alarm. Actually — I take that back. I woke up at 4:00 am so anxious to get on the road, but fell back asleep knowing it was in my best interest to rest before … Continue reading Megan’s West to Midwest Road Trip: Day One. Camarillo, CA to St. George, UT
I can’t imagine letting go of someone I have loved -- romantically that is. And I haven't had that experience yet. I’m 22 years old, by the way. I have never felt the heartbreak of losing someone I love dearly -- whether caused by death or a general fallout. And because I carry this fear … Continue reading Part 1: Afraid to lose you, whoever you are.
A short poem about the significance behind a coffee mug.
I took for granted the reality that was projected onto the walls of the cavern. I believed the shadows and refused to look beyond them. Plato would say that the cavemen never had the desire to step outside of the cave. I, on the other hand, did not know there was another side. I was … Continue reading Reality hurts, make sure you know which one you’re in
I like to hold onto memories like no other. Those hoarders shows on TLC? I'd be on it, except when the host would open the door to my apartment, they would find a spotless floor, clean kitchen and well-organized room. Little would they know about the cluttered, dissheveled storage bins occupying valuable space in my … Continue reading The first time I chose moving on
When I was eight years old, my greatest fear was death. I hated the feeling of knowing that one day, I wouldn’t be able to walk this Earth again. I sunk myself in sadness thinking about not being able to see the trees, the sunlight— anything one day. I let these thoughts and fears of … Continue reading My biggest fear
I can't help but spend time in nature when I need time to think. For some people, unwinding means taking to the gym to exercise and let some steam off, for others, it means opening a blank page in a notebook and writing continuously, as if tomorrow's edge kept sliding away. But today, I chose … Continue reading Seeing life through a glass: broken or whole
When I was seven years old, I envisioned myself standing on stage with a crowd of thousands before me. My arms would reach as wide as my less than five-foot frame could extend and I’d give my fans the hug of the world. In my right hand, I would sport a silver, sparkle-emblazoned microphone accented … Continue reading Stages in Life: Where I was, and Where I am Now
The mundanity of a Monday morning consumed me today. It was another sunrise. It was another struggle riding my bike up the incline to school, sprinting of course, because I'm on the verge of being late... My legs push with the force of a windmill caught in a turbulent storm, they're applying as much force … Continue reading This is How I Get To Class on Monday
In 2014 alone, 54.9 million people read online newspapers. To put that number into perspective, that's the entire population of South Africa. Everyday, nearly 65 million Twitter users read 140 character tweets of headlines that roll out by the second. While some of these headlines are certainly crucial to have knowledge of and interest … Continue reading Do American Media Consumers Live for The High?