If the sounds and noises of the outside muffle the voice of the inside, what can one learn? If chaos of the outside stirs chaos within, where can one go? If the rules and restrictions of the outside limits the passions and aspirations of the inside, when does one fly? If the shaky ground of…

Notebooks laid open in front of me sprouting lessons and thoughts like luscious grass with post-its sprinkled throughout like yellow dandelions. The textbooks scattered around me began sowing oak seeds in my head. Then all of a sudden, like grasshoppers, questions and doubts revealed themselves. It was at that moment, I thought to myself, the…