My name is Sandra Mamai. I go by Sandy and Naf in some cases. How would I identify myself now that I’ve become aware of my status? I don’t really fit in most boxes. My pronouns are she or they, but I’m okay with whatever pronouns. Although I’m not…
I don’t see you as a threat, yet you take up space in my mind. I see your beauty, your warmth, your smile, the spark in your eyes. Yet my mind chooses to play tricks on me…
Procrastination is opportunity’s natural assassin. A thief of time. Tomorrow and later is its password kidnapper of dreams, and its’ ransom is the future.
