A blank page is both daunting and exciting to a writer. It represents both emptiness and endless possibilities. I assume it’s equivalent to an artist staring at a blank canvas. However, one chooses to interpret it, it’s time to rebuild myself from a foundation of past experiences, an open mind, and sheer wonderment. Over the… Continue reading A Blank Page.
Three years ago, on a warm August day, my family and I drove in a packed car up to college. We arrived at my new res. hall to be greeted by the “helping hands” and the building RAs. My first year on campus was full of new people, experiences, and food. Most of the friends… Continue reading What Do You Mean I’m Done? | Adventures Of Shy Girl