Being A Tourist in New York City

January 28, 2018 1
The first time I came to New York City, I was 14 years old. My grandmother died the day before I left. Still, my mom urged me to go, knowing how excited my grandma…

A Trip Into The Infinite Abyss: On Letting Go

November 29, 2015 4
The moon was full and still hanging over the city when I disappeared into the night. I felt the lights, the noise, and the skyscrapers moving further away from me; or perhaps, I was…