Essays on memory, identity, and the unspoken parts of being human.
Every spring forward, you lose an hour of sleep and never get it back. The farmer myth was never true. The energy saving claim was proven wrong. Daylight savings time continues not because it works — but because stopping things is harder than continuing them.
Is America going to war with Iran? Nobody knows — not the generals, not the presidents. The US and Iran war didn’t start last week. It started before you were born. This is the brutal truth about what war does to ordinary people who can only watch, scroll, and eat breakfast anyway.
When bereavement and loss strike, the real, complicated loss and grieving process rarely follows neat stages of grief. Through financial hardship and losing a mother to cancer, this essay explores the deep spiritual struggle, anger and faith, sabr and tawakkul, and the quiet journey toward finding peace after loss together.
Knowing how to apologize is easy; actually doing it is the hardest part. After three years of family estrangement and the silent treatment, a teacher of forgiveness realizes that knowledge is just decoration without action. This story explores overcoming the fear and ego required to finally make the first move.
Everyone asks, what is the meaning of life? From billionaires facing an existential crisis to ordinary people feeling lost in life, the question unites us. We learn money cant buy happiness. In our search for meaning, we seek the purpose of life, constantly wondering, why am I here right now?
My child’s smile taught me a profound truth: love is more important than religion. While strict religion and religious rules often create division, true religion is rooted in pure love. This honest reflection explores how simple faith and everyday faith will always reveal the reality that God is love forever.
The claim that conscious beings represent “the universe understanding itself” requires rigorous analysis. Through consciousness, the universe gains capacities for self-reference that transform its ontological status through genuine reflexive knowledge.
An elevator ride reveals our hidden social anxiety and fear of rejection. We stand inches apart, avoiding eye contact, forgetting how to talk to people. Why is small talk so hard? Discover the unspoken rules of silence, the weight of human connection, and how to start a conversation with strangers.
Scrolling through high school reunion photos, everyone commented “best years of our lives!” Then I opened my old diary and discovered how brutally my memory had edited the truth.
How do you explain homesickness for a place that doesn’t exist? “Like I’m missing somewhere. But I don’t know where.” She sat beside me. “The nowhere feeling?” “You know it?” “Everyone knows it. We just don’t talk about it.”
I destroy things when they get comfortable. Intense, then distant. With her. With work. With Arash. That cycle. But maybe staying with things, even when boring, is what matters most.
I’ve been avoiding the conversation with Happy for three months now. The five-year plan. Where we’re going. What we want. The kind of talk that could change everything. Too important to approach.
“These words found the feelings I couldn’t name.”
“Like finding letters I wrote to myself but never sent.”
“Writing that makes you stop and remember what it means to be alive.”
Essays on memory, grief & identity.
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