An ode to late bloomers
Don’t worry, there’s nothing wrong with you
A look at an identity crisis spanning 15 years, or how I finally came to terms with who I am after cultural self-exile and ended up right where I started (sorry mom and dad)
How COVID-19 ruined my athletic aspirations and turned fencing into an even more solitary sport
The scene was the end of April, the timeline was abandoned, and the mood was growing more and more dismal