I’m an avid reader. I’m always thinking about interesting settings and characters for possible books. This started young, and now I’ve taken that mindset to look at myself as a character.
Can unification and segregation exist at the same time? Would it make sense?
For a few years now, I have been very active in the immigrant activist movement.
I absolutely hate studying.
It’s like as soon as I see a book, especially a math book, I get a headache. I feel a burning in my chest when I see loose leaf paper with words on it. I am literally repulsed by it for some reason and it’s my downfall academically honestly. Is it because I’m lazy?
Or am I uninspired?
I’m writing this at 4:33 AM in the morning because I need to. It is pitch black in my room, it is a bit cold this spring due to global warming, and I am not tired at all. However, I did wake up at 1:00 PM in the afternoon today. I have class in the morning but I know I will have a bunch to do after class and I will never get to this so…let me introduce myself.
The name’s Dale. It’s a simple name but incredibly drab, and I wish it didn’t sound like the name of a white low wage office worker, or like a chipmunk.
Looking past that, I like talking about the zeitgeist, what’s happening in my contained world, and the Black experience. I like expressing my opinions on these. This blog will basically function as a peephole into my mind’s inner-city sidewalk. I don’t claim to know much, but if you can get past how deadpan my humor can be sometimes I hope I can somehow entertain you with relatable pieces about social justice, anxiety, and Nicki Minaj’s butt.
Now that you know I have anxiety, we are friends now.