Friendship and your value as a friend are not determined by the quantity of relationships, but rather by the quality and the strength of each connection.
Most pieces of literature narrate the perfect story about meeting someone with whom you have a deep connection with. But in reality, the probability of that happening is often quite small, and most people aren’t so lucky. I want to tell a story about solitude. During my freshman year of college, I met my best friend ever, who happens to be myself.
Welcome to "Maia's Inner Monologue," my new column that gives you a peek into the world of my — rather random — passions, scattered thoughts and latest obsessions. Join me on an adventure into all things downright bizarre.
Social media dramatically impacts our mindset on going out. How often have you seen others’ feeds and stories and wished you were doing the same thing?
As I grow older, I tend to enjoy more and more time alone, whether that consists of walking downtown by myself, or having a nightcap and quietly reading on a Thursday instead of going out.
It’s not...
