Being a writer is so bizarre in its own kind of way. I, personally, am kind of bizarre – especially when I’m writing. I’m part philosopher, part hobo, part artist, and part weirdo – all Nia. When I’m in my writing spells, I wear long, past-my-knees sweaters. I drink tea (well, I always drink tea), and, if I have to go into society and come back, I’ll drink the same…
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We all are awesome. Regardless of our awesomeness, we all have some part or parts of us that we hate. We hate how we look. We hate a certain characteristic we have. We hate some of the things we’ve done. I deal with the Nia I hate on the regular. I like myself overall; but I hate that I’m a procrastinator, I hate that my gums are black, I hate that…
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We go to school. We hug our children. We feel the soft skins of our lovers. We go running. We listen to music. We go to our jobs. We taste our favorite foods. We enjoy our freedom. These moments, these fragments, these accessories come together and form the big pictures we know as our lives. They form our timelines – birth, school, job, and everything in between. We live. We make…
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It literally just hit me, yesterday, that I’m in college. I was making myself a sandwich; and while I was spreading the Vegenaise* on my whole wheat bun, I noticed my low supply of bread would have to be replaced soon and mentally put “Bread” on my grocery list. And just like that, it hit me right across the face. What’s it? Time, I guess. When in the world did…
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My best friend, who may or may not be reading this right now, is a perfect gentleman. Quick background: I met my best friend in the third grade. After I moved away, we lost contact. Thanks to Facebook, we got connected again. I told you in “Strangers with Memories” that I’m the type of person who could pick things up right where I left them. He is somewhat the same…
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Have you ever had those times when you’re in the middle, maybe even the beginning, of a conversation with someone (a stranger, an acquaintance, a person you haven’t seen in years), and you know that the conversation is going to end poorly rather soon? You try to think of something, anything that would help save the conversation from the flames. Whomp. You couldn’t do it, and the conversation awkwardly ends…
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Most of you may know that The Oprah Winfrey Show came to an end yesterday. Some of you may think I’m the lamest person for this, but I was tearing up in the beginning. Oprah has been a part of my life for a long time, and I’ve learned many things from her. I mean I listen to Oprah and Friends on SiriusXM Radio, my mom has a sweatshirt from…
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