Opinion

Imagine if emotional baggage looked physical.

For anyone who's been thinking about Valentine's day, or not, I just wish so much that for once I could get someone to like me back. But then do I? It's fine to be single and I'm fine being single, but I hate being called single.

Hey Siri, call Mom. Alexa, set a timer for three minutes. We don’t notice what AI does. I like to experiment with AI. I think it’s odd. When robots ask if we’re robots.

And so there were three.

Three thoughts concerning snowflakes. 

Why do we live? Why are we here? Why were we gifted this beautiful world that we are destroying without a question? Why do we not question? Why do we not think to look where trouble lies, rather than turning our heads? Why is there trouble?

Books. They're doorways to infinite universes, each door holding a world unlike any other. If one world isn't to your liking, you can just open another door.

Gym class. Sweaty, hormonal teenage boys running around attempting to showcase their masculinity and physical prowess to the girls, as if they cared.

When somebody says to trust your gut, what exactly does that mean? That's a pretty big idea to instill in somebody’s mind, and is that person even giving you sage advice. And is it always a good expression to live by?

I miss my old neighborhood. Try to imagine this, a regular neighborhood but there's a bike path across the way that leads into these cool, breezy woods  where lots of people walk their dogs and ride their bikes.

     The abysmal search for how to live life to the fullest, composed of happiness, had once been and still is the fundamental question that walks around our head like a criminal trying to escape from prison.

Intuition works off our biases. By that, I mean our brain takes visual clues from the environment to conclude what is going on. Most of intuition must be subconscious, too.

You might have read the title and yes, I came from Saudi Arabia. I was actually the third  generation in Saudi Arabia.