Slanted Rays

If you were to read through each of my old blog posts in order, you might notice a continuity error. In this blog post , I mentioned that I was participating in Hourly Comics Day, and that "my next blog post will be my completed comic". However, my next blog post was not, in fact, my completed comic; instead, it was my announcement that I had safely made it to Paris. This was the case for two main reasons: I vastly underestimated how busy I would be during my last day before traveling to Paris. I spent most of my last day before traveling for Paris frantically dealing with the disappearance of my debit card, only to discover that my debit card had been in my pocket all along. Today, I remembered this continuity error. I also recalled the Hourly Comics Day comic I did on February 1, 2018. I thought it might be interesting to post both comics, so that you can see how my life on February 1, 2018 compared to my life on February 1, 2019.  Since this post is very relia

This is a photograph that I took on-campus at Soka. The sky is lit up with a beautiful orange and yellow sunset. There are shadowed outlines of trees and mountains in the foreground. For today’s blog post, I thought it might be fun to look through some of my old journals. I picked up a journal from my senior year of high school and boy there is a lot of post-worthy content in this thing. As a deeply dysfunctional and slightly egotistical being, I was working on a fictionalized memoir. To my humiliation, later pages of this journal show that I was also adapting it into a play, complete with a staging diagram. As part of my research for this endeavor, I wrote out detailed quotes from my older journals, and I copied down several of my text conversations. I have kept everyone mentioned in these entries anonymous when writing this blog post. I have also, as much as possible, avoided telling stories that would make the people therein clearly identifiable. With

The only surviving picture from my fourth day in Rome, featuring a set of statues at the Piazza de Popolo.   Hello! By my fourth and final day in Rome, I was exhausted, nearly out of phone storage, and impatient to get on the train to Florence. We checked out of our AirBNB at 10 AM, so I spent the day lugging around my travel backpack filled with everything I would need for the week. Still, I enjoyed a pleasant, relaxed day with limited responsibilities beyond ensuring that I caught the train to Florence. In lieu of the usual "photos with commentary" Adventures in Tourism blog post format, I am posting an excerpt from my journal, with minor edits for grammar and clarity. I am writing this while resting at the Piazza de Popolo. My phone has cursedly run out of storage space, so I am unable to take photos, and Google Maps won't load correctly. However, I am trying to see this as a positive. When I'm traveling, I always feel bad taking the time to look after