The Quiet After the Rush
I walked past the subway station this morning and realized I was the only person on the platform. It was strange. Usually, this place is a blur of elbows and hurried footsteps, a constant hum of people trying to get somewhere else. But today,…
On a Rainy Day, by Zain AbdullahLiving in Colors
When you wake up in the morning, do you ever ask yourself what color you feel like today? When you get down from your bed, plan to do things, or sport a new look, do you ever think of the color formation you are going to create? Have you ever…
Standing in the Smoke
I dropped my keys in the hallway this morning, and for a second, I just stared at them lying on the floor. It was such a small, clumsy thing, but it felt like the final straw in a week that has been heavy with noise. We spend so much of our…