Tag: life

What Women Need

Women’s wage inequality is an issue that should not be on the rise.

Gender inequality in the work place is a sensitive issue that requires more attention from individuals and the media as a whole. Continue reading “What Women Need”

Buddhism’s Deep Morals

Buddhism, it is a religion that sprouted nearly over-night and is based on one man. This man was re-named: Buddha. Buddha was no different from any other man; except for he was “awake”.  Based on their beliefs and practices, Buddhism is a religion for people who do not need the comfort of a solid answer to the question, “what happens after we are dead?”, because Buddhists are in heaven on Earth. Continue reading “Buddhism’s Deep Morals”

I Don’t Want to Be Here Pt. I

It was hot as hell in the car on our way back to my mom’s apartment. Her cars never had air conditioning. We used “ghetto air-conditioning,” plastic water bottles between our legs.

We fell into our chairs in the living room, exhausted but ready to go.

“So…what to want to know about?” she asked slyly.

I told her I wanted to know about her experience being homeless as essentially a little girl.

Michelle had been living in Willingboro, NJ for only a few years before she became a homeless youth in the late 1970’s.

Michelle’s adolescence was tumultuous due to an incredibly drastic change in life style at such a young age. Continue reading “I Don’t Want to Be Here Pt. I”

How Does One Figure Out What to Do with Their Life?

I’ll start like this; I don’t know what I want, exactly. I don’t know what I feel either, at least not fully. Nevertheless, I am still going to try to explain myself.

When I think about what I envision for the rest of my life, what I have envisioned in the past, a plethora of things come to mind. A sea of dreams falls from the sky and drowns me. Continue reading “How Does One Figure Out What to Do with Their Life?”

“Best Friends for Death”

I had been in the bathroom for quite a while at my parents after the party. “Are you alright?” my sister said so blithely. I had fallen into the bathtub fully clothed and replied, “I’m fine!” She opened the door and as I sat up, blood poured from my head, down my face and into my mouth.

You see, my Aunt Jippy throws good parties. It was her 50th birthday party that night, and I had a blast with my family just eating, drinking, and dancing to Frank Sinatra covers. Very atypical for me.

As soon as I got back to my apartment, I called my best friend, Gabrielle Thora Sweder. I left her a slurred yet detailed voicemail about my escapade of the night and compared it to one we had together in the past. Continue reading ““Best Friends for Death””