At a certain point in life, you realize that the beginnings aren’t coming anymore. Nor, thankfully, are you so attached to them. All the potential of you starts to slip away, like the plum petals on trees that have ripened enough for the …

The social life I wanted when I moved to NYC is slowly forming. It’s full of people who are interested in literature, poetry, philosophy, and getting more out of life. They are kind and smart people who I am sometimes intimidated by due to …