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When I was just a kid, and things got scary, I would climb up to my bed and hide under the covers. That'd make me feel safe for a while, until the…

Feb 26, 2020 •

December 2019

Decade in Review

It seems a little bit surreal to me that only ten years ago I was starting middle school. I started the decade 12 and will be finishing it 22, an age…

Dec 29, 2019 •

The following is Anna Brullas’ (illustration) and my (text) collaborative entry to the 2019 edition of the artistic contest Arroz Negro, organized by…

Dec 2, 2019 •

November 2019

The Tale with the Girl

I once met this strange girl on the street, the popular-looking, obnoxious kind. She didn't seem to care for me much. The specifics of our exchange are…

Nov 29, 2019 •

October 2019

This month, as I did last year, I've taken on the Inktober challenge, which consists of making a drawing every day of the month following a prompt each…

Oct 15, 2019 •

September 2019

“Who am I?” is a question one can pose to themself quite often, specially in other, more subtle forms. This is notably true in contexts where one might…

Sep 29, 2019 •

August 2019

Moving on Backwards

Peer presure can be one hell of a behavior driver. Not only the conscious kind (although that one inflicts its own deal of damage on its own), but also…

Aug 29, 2019 •

July 2019

A Living Memory of the Lingering Present

Anyone who knows me well will know that I love the city of Barcelona. It's got a charm that just gets into your heart. But there is something it will…

Jul 30, 2019 •

June 2019

Why I Need Pride

A good friend of mine likes to say, “it's pride as in the opposite of shame”, i.e., not as a feeling of vanity or superiority. This is such an important…

Jun 28, 2019 •

May 2019

House You know the spot between the bed and the wall? Or the one behind that cabinet you never move? Or the one under the sofa where you never look? My…

May 31, 2019 •

April 2019

Keep Calm and Carry On (Unironically)

This famous British WWII-era phrase may have been rendered meaningless by contemporary abuse. But its literal message can still be revived as a mantra…

Apr 30, 2019 •

March 2019

Every morning I overcome (to different degrees of success) the waking up ritual. I manage to get up, sit on my bed, and then finally leave altogether.

Mar 31, 2019 •

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