A life of passion as I think about it elicits many different emotions in my soul. When I was young, I knew being passionate was important. Unfortunately, as I embraced my passion, I burned myself, and especially in love. As I grew, I tempered my passion as I evaded the pain I associated with being overly passionate. Fast forward to this moment, and now I realize I have done myself a disservice all these years. ...

What is aphantasia? It’s the inability to create images with your mind. I recently learned that I have this condition. It has been a wild ride ever since. I have been testing friends and family members to see how widespread the condition is within my circle. I have a few friends who have it, but most do not. It roughly aligns with the estimate that two to five percent of the population has the condition. ...

Sharing is caring, but we don’t need to be connected every second of the day. We weren’t meant to be plugged into millions of people’s inner sanctum at every turn. However, that’s where we are, and it’s unclear whether or not the pros of this behavior outweigh the cons. Social Media I have a few friends that avoid social media like the plague. I’ve thought about joining them, but I enjoy being connected. I’ve found efficient ways to use social media by way of F.B. Purity and browser ad blockers. I do not subscribe to apps, groups, or pages to avoid extra spam. Despite using these methods, the flood of information is still high. ...

Layers of self are infinite. When we are born, we come out as a complicated entity with around 30 trillion cells. That’s a lot of complexity. As we grow, we become more complex as we consume about 34 GB of information per day, according to a 2009 study. Our thoughts become more sophisticated, and so do our problems. My Layers I have been hyper introspective for the past few years. As I pore over myself, I’ve noticed many layers that I never saw before. I’ve picked apart why I do certain things and have unsurprisingly come to a greater understanding. ...

Who are you, really? It’s a question that has haunted humanity since the dawn of human consciousness. Many philosophers center the entirety of their philosophy around answering that question. It’s a question that will never be answered, yet we never keep trying. Why Are You? I’ve found that asking why to be much more fruitful than asking who. Asking why has lead me to understand myself in ways I could never have imagined. It centers my existence, enables swift and decisive actions, and it fills me with purpose. ...