I'm not referring to any person. I mean my good 'ole friend, Mr. Insomnia (why is he male? It's too early for a cogent answer to that one). I was getting so used to putting that in my past. But I suppose some things can never truly be put away in a box... and then … Continue reading Oh, you’re back again?
I'm on a mission right now. And part of this mission is doing something I have not let myself do for over a decade: enjoying the food I eat without any guilt afterwards. I come back to My Body & Soul once again. When I started that project, I had gained some "grad school weight" … Continue reading On weight gain.
In exactly one month, it will be my three-year wedding anniversary. But it's been only three years? Really? Why does it feel like Mr. Rafia and I have been married for longer? Is it because when I reflect on where I was before getting married, I cannot recognize who I was and who I have … Continue reading Trips back home, “holiday” eating, and back to life, back to lality.
After a co-worker mentioned yesterday that the weather this weekend would be great for a run, I told myself: "I gotta do it. Now or never." Inertia is strong within me. Unless I need to use the restroom or my stomach yells to me that it needs food, I can sit in one spot and … Continue reading Getting back into it
Colourism. It's a word my good friend used the other day. I'm not the hippest when it comes to 21st century nomenclature; but as a concept, it's something I'm very familiar with and have been a subject of. It's been on my mind this week, particularly today. When I was younger, I knew I was … Continue reading On Internalized Colourism