For the past few months, I have been immersing myself in trying to figure out my life; where I want to go, how I will get there, and most importantly, who I want to become. When people get too overwhelmed with their routines, they stop doing what they love and need the most, which for me is writing.
I have a tendency of thinking every human facet as a metaphor. I love comparing things in a way that people, when analyzing the metaphors, look back into the original dilemma, and act on it in an honest, human way.
It has been 936 days since I touched a piece of meat. I decided to become a vegetarian when I was 17 years old. I am almost twenty, and everything that I have lived through the past two and a half years have done nothing more than add to my disgust towards meat.