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“Eat A Bowl of Rigatoni Pasta”
"Well, I've been afraid of changin' 'Cause I've built my life around you But time makes you bolder Even children get older And I'm getting older too" Stevie Nicks, Fleetwood Mac It was May 23rd, 2020, and it was the day before the “Eat A Bowl of Rigatoni Pasta” day, and one of the most memorable events in my life was eating Rigatoni with my father… “Davay tuda zaydom!” “Let's go there!” Saturday, New York City, La Pecora Bianca. It has been five years since my papa and
Anastasia K
Feb 95 min read


Hyper-fixations
A hyper-fixation is an intense, concentrated focus on a specific topic. Over time, I have developed a few hyper-fixations and special interests myself. Hyper-fixation is a state in which the brain's reward and attention systems greatly reinforce the same stimuli. Increased dopamine activity in reward pathways makes the activity feel more motivating and significant, while the prefrontal cortex limits attention and discourages switching between tasks. Used for planning, d
Anastasia K
Jan 25 min read


When Nothing Feels Like Everything
As the sun sets, another day begins.
Anastasia K
Jul 21, 20256 min read


The 'Unlikely' Player
The sound of rejection is never loud. The sound that fills the void between your breath and your heartbeat is a constant, quiet shutting rather than the loud smash of a door. It's a long hush, a gap that falls like dust on a shelf where your dreams should have been. Rejection can sometimes have nothing to do with you. Others may not perceive your value because they are too sluggish or hesitant to make room for something new or unique. They disregard the other options withou
Anastasia K
Jul 16, 20256 min read


Drowning In Stress, Learning How To Swim...
I will never forget the first day of my sophomore year. I had expected it to be a simple continuation of freshman year, another chapter in the same two novels on the shelf, side by side, each page adding to the ongoing story of life. Every year, a new edition is added. But this time, the page didn’t merely flip. It was rewritten, white-out erasing last year’s memories, a red pen crossing out everything that came before. This change brought me back to a pivotal moment: sitting
Anastasia K
Apr 20, 20254 min read
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