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Continue reading →: What Am I To Do?
I cannot write. As much as I physically, mentally, emotionally, desperately want to write, I can’t. A rolodex of ideas circulate my mind, but no action has been made. The countless, pathetic attempts at literature that have been tried on this page are shunned and exiled. All creative juices, stored even in the most hard to reach places, face a shortage. What at times is my greatest confidant, my greatest power I have to yield the skills I hold, has waged a war against me. It’s a mean and nasty war. But what am I to do? This enemy of…
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Continue reading → : 23
It’s the big birthday post. The article that I can rightfully force down all my friends and innocent strangers’ throats. This article (in my mind) is supposed to be some of my most innovative work. I’m going to my family’s home in Palm Desert, California with my friends, alongside copious amounts of marijuana, and a plan to use any resource necessary to write the most groundbreaking article the world has ever seen as the curtain closes on year 22. As the final night comes to an end, however, and my initial and never-ending Friday, 5:01 p.m. high is finally wearing…
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Continue reading →: Welcome to the 60s
“My Sweet Lord (2014 Remaster)” by George Harrison. This is truly the song that started it all. I stumbled upon this song in a “Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door” inspired Spotify playlist. (Can you tell I just watched A Complete Unknown?) 4 minutes and 41 seconds later into this randomly shuffled Spotify playlist, I felt like I had truly felt music for the first time. I had found the most stunning, most gut–wrenchingly beautiful song ever created — I had quite literally struck gold. Although identifying the original intent of a song is not my strong suit, the meaning this song…
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Twenty-Something Year Old Journalist 