We drive toward the horizon, calm, yet willing. We are a group of young adults, on our way of becoming important, sophisticated, and brave. We wake up by the sun and go through the day thinking of the future and what will become of us. As we journey on the road, the sun comes out, ready to shine our day. It is not easy to get up every morning, not knowing what will happen in the future, with a wave of uncertainty following us like a shadow. The days are long, yet life is too short. Everyday we make choices about our life and future, and everyday there comes many questions, sometimes with no answers.
The first thing I think about when I wake up is coffee. I love the smell, but I mostly love the comfort it provides. It makes me forget what is happening in the outside world. It makes me feel okay. It reminds me that I am alive and that I have a lot to be thankful for. During the day, I edit web content. At night and on weekends, I sing and jam with a guitarist. And somewhere in between the day, I write. I write about my immigration to the States as a child. I write about my father growing older and my fear of losing him. I write about the common loss immigrants share. What I would like to achieve mostly is to become a better person. I like to help make the world a better place. I am bothered by poverty and homelessness. I am bothered by inequality. As a woman growing up in the Middle East, I naturally became a feminist. I care about women's rights, their ability to voice their thoughts, to sing freely. I love connecting to people. I love hearing their stories. If you have an idea for something I could write or something I can do to help, or if you need music for a small gathering, please message me. View all posts by Elle