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They Say That I’m A Dreamer…

Sometimes, on some days, I wish that I didn’t want more out of life. Sometimes I wish I could be...

What Matters Most?

In continuation from my last blog, I was thinking about what I had written about people working harder for what...

Material for Your Material

I feel like what you are about to read is going to make absolutely no sense all together, but I...

Structured Exploitation

I knew I was obsessed with Ed Sheeran for a reason. This morning I was on my way to work...

Enslaved by the Dollar Bill

Allergies have plagued me all of my life. But aside from itchy eyes and a few sneezes here and there,...

Life, As It Begins

Quite a bit has happened since we last spoke, to say the least. I graduated from University, moved back home...

Work, Souvenirs and Such

My days have become routine. I wake up, I go to work, I go back to my apartment and I...