The wisdom of the seasons

Now that it feels like winter - although I hear it's going to be 60 degrees Fahrenheit on Tuesday? - my running schedule, if you can even call it that, will need to be readjusted. A part of me is afraid that this running thing of mine will soon turn into a phase. Just the… Continue reading The wisdom of the seasons

An ode to blogging

One of the things that really just irritates me is when I have a blog post pretty much ready to publish, but then life gets in the way (boo, life!), and then when I get the opportunity to finally publish the post, I feel differently about it and then end up trashing it. As I… Continue reading An ode to blogging

A Year in Review, Rafia-Style.

The thing about getting married on Christmas is: a) As a Muslim from North America, I finally have something to celebrate. No, my family never had a tree - and I am glad my parents held firmly to their faith. Although I ain't gonna lie, I was jealous of all those kiddies who got gifts… Continue reading A Year in Review, Rafia-Style.

Call it a poem, call it a lazy attempt at a blog post, call it what you will.

Where does this desire - nay, compulsion - for constant renewal come from? Why do I have all this energy to start projects, but then lose interest after a few months or even days? Is this my fate, is it in my disposition to start this, start that, take on this, take on that -… Continue reading Call it a poem, call it a lazy attempt at a blog post, call it what you will.

Moving On

Tonight is the last night I will sleep in the room I have been sleeping in for the past 10 months. Others live in their homes for years before they move. Some never move. Ten months is but a speck in the continuum that is life, but these 10 months have been significant for me.… Continue reading Moving On