From that vantage point, I had an unintimidating view of Zuma Rock, and I would go up there to watch the sunset in the evening. On idle days, I whiled away the hours trying to synchronize my heartbeat with the pulsing red light atop a radio mast near our apartment
I've been trying to diagnose a phenomenon that I noticed in myself for a few months. I don't know what to call it, but I'll go with "Involuntary Chants." That might not be a fitting name, but I'll describe it using two instances.
In recent months, I've been thinking a lot about the history of the use of color to refer to people. Why we do it and how it began. As a current human, you probably know that races are primarily divided into black, white, and brown.