A Diamond in the Rough

What is perfection? Like beauty, is it in the eye of the beholder? Is it the state of maximum purity? Or is as the dictionary would suggest, the quality of having no flaws? These are the thoughts that circle my mind when I think of the word polished. It leads me to think of imperfection, … Continue reading A Diamond in the Rough


Wonders of the Imaginary

What do I see when I close my eyes? I see darkness that masks the boundaries of my limitation. I see this thin veil ready to be grasped and pulled off so as to¬†access my deepest of thoughts and through it, my imagination. It might be because I am introverted, but I love to get … Continue reading Wonders of the Imaginary