the Weaver's Writings
“It's like everyone tells a story about themselves inside their own head. Always. All the time. That story makes you what you are. We build ourselves out of that story.” ― Patrick Rothfuss
I once saw this video of a scientific experiment demonstrating how a flea’s behavior could be forever conditioned by this brief experience in a lidded jar. The video spoke to how the flea’s initial reactions were to break free by any means necessary, so they would bounce sporadically into the closed lid that trapped them […]
June 28, 2022
At one stage of my life growing up, I used to have this thick, hardcover diary. It had this gold clasp and lock mechanism, and I used to wear the key to its lock on a ball chain around my neck. I loved that diary. It had colorful pages that felt like the same whispy […]
March 29, 2022
2020, 2021, 2022…Past, Present, Future…I feel like each year has come with its own overarching theme. For me, 2020, was the Year of Reflection, a cataclysmic year filled with WTF moments that felt as if a proverbial mirror was being held to everyone’s life, hell, to society as a whole, and it just felt like, […]
December 31, 2021
Growing up, I used to love writing. At some point in my youth, I recall thinking that it would be a great time to start writing out my life story, and thanks to Doogie Howser, M.D.; I knew that a digital diary was the only way to complete the task. I recall sitting in front […]
December 12, 2021
