One is but a shell of themselves. One is in a unique state of illness. One is faced with a world where everything is an obstacle to or an asset to getting sleep.

Learning by proximity. Learning by doing. Learning by failing.

At a crossroad I looked up. And with my eyes still up, I took a step, then another, and another. Then when I looked down, I was right where I needed to be.

When a tornado strikes, there is no shortage of airborne items. Some hurt upon impact, others you wouldn’t notice. It’s nice to know when to duck.

How I debate is with code. How I debate is with a picture. How I debate is with a pen.