Fiat mihi.

5.15.2020 Dear dad, I am struck by the sensation of being stuck in a room in which the door seems to be inching closed. The room appears to have strange drawings on the walls, pictures or carvings, almost, of the likes of windows and doors. Not the kind you might see today in our modern […]

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Pneúma.

4.30.2020 Dear dad, I’ve always wanted my life to be a movie. Maybe it’s why I enjoy listening to film scores so much. The instrumentals provide the backdrop, while I write the script. Music has such a power to wield our emotions and feelings. It often feeds our mood and reflects it. We all have […]

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