by Zoe A. Choo

Maybe I am one for careful brevity in my words, someone who takes utter joy in conveying the precise message in the most dynamic way possible.

Ironically, I’m also one who is terrible at conveying my reality to others – partially due to fear.

I do find myself most hearty with heavily crafted words, ornate sentences.

Maybe that’s why some of us fall for each other, especially us, the off-normalcy creatures inside. We latch ourselves with each other once we find ourselves on the same platform unknown to the rest.