“I can’t believe it.” My snort echoed in the empty room, chilled orange juices burning my forearms as I collected them from the breakfast...

My mother says that despite the outcome, it is my duty to celebrate this accomplishment. So, you know what? That’s what I’m going to do!...

I’ve written and rewritten the start to this blog multiple times in my head. Sometimes the outlook had a spark of positivity, most often...