A Few Words on the Eve of War with Iran

I’m sitting here in my apartment in Chicago, thousands of miles away from Iran, scrolling Twitter for the latest news. An hour ago, the irrational and reckless leaders of a nation retaliated with a missile airstrike for the assassination of General Soleimani, the work of another irrational and reckless leader of another nation. “We are … More A Few Words on the Eve of War with Iran

Day 10 with Takkin

Today has been one of the most harrowing days of my life. And I am too zapped of any life force to begin this essay with some flowery metaphor or theme that will be interwoven throughout the text, to crescendo with a lessons learned and come to a close with a nod to something positive. … More Day 10 with Takkin

Day 8 with Takkin

I’m only human. But I’ve been trying my absolute hardest to be better than only human. I think my exhaustion has caught up with me and patience is wearing thin. Exhibit A – Text to my dad: I don’t know what the fuck to do with this kid. I’ve taken him out all day everyday … More Day 8 with Takkin

Day 6 with Takkin

I awoke this morning to the pouring rain and a pit in my stomach. No. Tutors. Today. Which meant I had about 14 hours of one-on-one time with Takkin, nonstop. I decided, despite the rain, to head 2.5 hours down south to Charlottesville to visit my alma mater, UVA, and my friend Michael. That was … More Day 6 with Takkin

Day 2 with Takkin

He doesn’t ever stop talking. An incessant stream of words come out of his mouth with hardly a breath in between. He talks to me, he calls random people (like my grandmother’s 90 year old friends), he says hello how are you have a good night to people on the street–even it it’s the middle of … More Day 2 with Takkin