Mythical creatures, the divide between imagination and physical beings. Has anyone ever asked you what mythical creature you would be if you could choose? Thinking through whimsical nymphs, unicorns, gargoyles , mermaids, dragons, griffins, and anything else a curious mind can conjure up. For me, while growing up, there has only ever been one option that exceeds all the others. It is a creature that conquers both the land and the sea. At least the one that I imagine does. The

I'm guessing the majority of people have seen the Disney movie Frozen, or at least have heard of it. I used to relate to Anna more. Not only is my middle name Ann, but I have been a hopeless romantic since I learned how to read. I mean, who doesn't want to meet their soulmate and eat ice cream? As I grow older and gain more responsibilities, I relate more to Elsa. More specifically, to her song Let It Go, the line "conceal, don't feel, don't let them know" strikes me in more

Today marks the fifteenth day of Blogmas. Fifteen days of my thoughts, with some Christmas cheer sprinkled in. Look at what we have here, fifteen days and quite a few emotions later. As you may know, today marks Christmas Eve, and here I sit at my desk, wondering what I'm doing here. Sitting in my Christmas sweater with the cookies I brought sitting on the front table. Working on this day honestly breaks my heart, which may confuse you about the decision I'm about to inform y

Today marks the fourteenth day of Blogmas. Fifteen days of my thoughts, with some Christmas cheer sprinkled in. With Christmas just around the corner, I have been paying extra attention to what matters to me and what sparks joy in my life. This includes both the people I surround myself with and the hobbies I use to entertain myself. Lately, I have been mixing these two things together so that my time is used more efficiently. Today involved doing an end-of-the-month junk jou

Today marks the thirteenth day of Blogmas. Fifteen days of my thoughts, with some Christmas cheer sprinkled in. I know I have mentioned working a handful of times; I tend to mention it because it's a part of my daily life. I work 43 hours a week between my two jobs, although for three months, I had been working 52-60 hours a week. Soon enough, I realized that I was dying slowly, so I cut down the hours to a regular person's hours. You might be wondering and asking yourself, w

Today marks the twelfth day of Blogmas. Fifteen days of my thoughts, with some Christmas cheer sprinkled in. If there is one thing that I could pick that always brings whimsy to my soul, it's the Nutcracker, especially with the music. Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky is my favorite composer, and his music illuminates great emotion. Listening to it in a theater and seeing it being danced to was almost a sort of worldly experience. As a kid, I was shown the world of Barbie movies, one

Today marks the eleventh day of Blogmas. Fifteen days of my thoughts, with some Christmas cheer sprinkled in. From where I'm sitting, all I see is rain pouring from the sky, light and subtle enough that you can't see it if you aren't looking for it. That is how it feels for me. It's a fine line between happy and unhappy. I'm stuck between the two of them, and it seems that neither can decide if they want me on their side. As I get older, the colder seasons have been feeling t

Today marks the tenth day of Blogmas. Fifteen days of my thoughts, with some Christmas cheer sprinkled in. I have been working at the same grocery store for three years; through these three years, who I am and the way I interact with others has fully transcended. You might wonder how I can tell that I've changed. To that, I have a simple response: I can tell through the interactions of others and the way they choose to seek me out. Before, I was quiet and well-liked, but now

Today marks the ninth day of Blogmas. Fifteen days of my thoughts, with some Christmas cheer sprinkled in. There is one show that I can watch from beginning to end, over and over, it's a pretty well-known series called Gilmore Girls. It's a 2000s drama with seven seasons and a revival season called a Year in the Life. I don't like the revival, so it's not a part of my rewatch; it feels forced to me and doesn't give off the same kind of warmth. If I had to pick a reason that e

Today marks the eighth day of Blogmas. Fifteen days of my thoughts, with some Christmas cheer sprinkled in. Not even a couple of days ago, I had told my friend that I missed the times when I could spend hours diving into a book and finishing it in one sitting. Since I had said that, I have finished one book and gotten two hundred pages into another. I realized that it was something that I felt passionate about. Reading makes me happy, and it helps my spark stay vibrant. I've

Today marks the seventh day of Blogmas. Fifteen days of my thoughts, with some Christmas cheer sprinkled in. I've been told that I am a humble but confident person. One of the biggest compliments I've received is that it's the way I carry myself that draws people to me. Would you believe me when I said I wasn't always like this? When I was younger, I carried myself with kindness, and sure, I was outgoing then too, but it wasn't the same as it is now. I was backed with a lot o

Today marks the sixth day of Blogmas. Fifteen days of my thoughts, with some Christmas cheer sprinkled in. I am about to talk about something near and dear to my heart, it is personal, and I feel that quite a few will be able to relate. The relationships we have with others are pillars that hold us up through thick and thin. I don't mean romantic relationships exclusively. I mean the romantic ones, the ones we have with friends, family members, classmates, acquaintances, and

Today marks the fifth day of Blogmas. Fifteen days of my thoughts, with some Christmas cheer sprinkled in. Christmas has been my favorite holiday for the longest time, although it doesn't quite illuminate the same magic that it did when I was younger. I remember when I would stay up late watching Christmas movies the night before or even sleeping in the same bed as my sister. I was so excited about Santa, I even asked for a picture to be left on my camera, and well, he delive

Today marks the fourth day of Blogmas. Fifteen days of my thoughts, with some Christmas cheer sprinkled in. First off, here is your disclaimer that I am not an avid reader who reads a book a week. Sometimes I start a book, get halfway through, and don't pick it up for months, or I sit down and finish a book in six hours. Then, when I'm taking classes and focused on schoolwork, I end up in a book slump because my brain can't handle any more words being fed through it. Lately,

Today marks the third day of Blogmas. Fifteen days of my thoughts, with some Christmas cheer sprinkled in. You may read the title and think it's silly, thinking well, doesn't each person move every day? The answer is yes, but the movement I am talking about is more intentional. For the past two weeks and onward, I have committed myself to running two miles a day. There are multiple reasons for this, but one stands above all the others. Each day when I come home from work, I a

Today marks the second day of Blogmas. Fifteen days of my thoughts, with some Christmas cheer sprinkled in. For the past few hours, I have been reorganizing my room. Each day I skip between going to work, my internship, the gym, running, and sleeping. This leads to a lot of clothes on the floor and random trash in every crevice. It's miserable. I trip on obnoxious items, and even being around them stresses me out. It stresses me out to the point where I don't want to deal wit

Today is the first day of blogmas. Fifteen days of my thoughts, with some Christmas cheer sprinkled in. People tend to mention the phrase you only live once when you have a fear worth conquering. If you think about it, you don't only live once, you live every second of every minute of every hour of every day of your life. To me, that's much more motivating and captivating than only living once. I mean, welp, I die, and that's it? I am choosing to face my fears, but while they

What happens when we die? Does anyone truly know? I mean, sure, we each have our own guess, maybe some are more realistic than others. I'm not sure what I think happens, but I hope that it's something peaceful. One theory is that after death, our souls reincarnate into a new body. Whether it be human, animal, or some other kind of life force. That brings me to my next question: when you look up into the night sky, what do you see? You might see a vast, never-ending span of da

For the past three months, I've been proudly wearing the title of working fifty-hour weeks while being in a bachelor's program. It's fun having people impressed by the amount I can handle and how productive I can be with managing my time. It almost makes me feel special, like I am the chosen one who can manage going above and beyond without killing myself slowly. Well, it's safe to say that I am slowly realizing that it's okay not to be doing everything at once. Although I am

This past month has been one of my busiest. It has also consisted of some tasks that I would qualify as adultish tasks. Including taking...