humanity

For better or for worse, relationships reveal the core of the human condition.

Better Days...
Do you ever feel like the world has turned completely upside down? Lockdown has truly and utterly felt like this. Losing an overseas performing contract and having to travel back to the UK to unemployment wasn't exactly the idea I had in mind for 2020, however it has allowed me some time to recentre myself and focus on what is truly important in life.
By George Fairclough6 years ago in Humans
False Bravado
(Victorie) A slender girl of about eighteen years old stands outside the entrance of the circus, her hands stuffed into the pockets of her favorite gray hoodie. Her dark brown eyes stare at the festivities, though they lack the warmth usually hidden in their depths. The harsh night air pulls her long blonde locks from her face, and she sighs, slightly annoyed.
By Zoe Mitchell6 years ago in Humans
Living in Spain's COVID-19 lockdown: The 'New Normal'
To be honest, I am a bit of a loner. Don't get me wrong, I am not anti-social, but I can happily live by myself. The fact I work from home anyway is helpful, even though my work needed adjustment.
By Anne Sewell6 years ago in Humans
Dear Natalie
I see you. I can't begin to imagine the tribulations you face every single day. You've been my neighbor for six years, the mother of my closest friends, and whom I've never paid too much attention to before. I'd notice you at potlucks and barbecues, birthday parties and Thanksgiving tables, a thin anxious wisp of a woman, a mass of pale blond hair and pale makeup, a leafy door-squeaking-on-hinges voice and bony wrists, merging with the wallpaper and the kitchen, always there, but almost invisible. Your husband, a boisterous father of two boisterous girls, laughs loud and takes up space, but you disappear in the throngs of guests, a lost hostess, a wraith careful to stay in the shadows.
By Mia O6 years ago in Humans
Night Lives and Past Times - Welcome to the Neighborhood
In my bedroom, I have a large window that spans most of the far wall. I've started to use natural light from this window to wake me up in the mornings instead of an alarm clock (let’s face it, I’ve got nowhere to go), and I find myself staring at the open expanse of sky and the rosy blush of every new morning fading to a tentative blue. It’s funny because from my bed, that’s all that I can see, but if I lift myself up and sit by the windowsill, I see the rooftops of the houses that line my street, the mess of laundry lines and patches of garden separated by fences and walls.
By India Childs6 years ago in Humans
10 Things I've Learned Since Being In Quarantine
I'm an introverted homebody by nature and I've worked from home for the last several years. So when quarantine with my two kids started, life wasn't a whole lot different. But also, it's not been the same.
By Aria White6 years ago in Humans
My First Day Back
This is a difficult challenge to write about. I would want to do many things once this pandemic is over, there are movies I want to see in the theaters, there are parks I want to have picnics in, there are clothes I want to shop for, there are restaurants I want to eat at with good company. But I do not know when this pandemic will be lifted and over chances are I will probably make my day look something like this.
By Ada Zuba6 years ago in Humans
A Better Day
If I can be honest, a better day could be anything as long as I'm not at home. There's no reason to lie. I feel like I'm in the cycle of following the sun for the time, not paying attention to the days that went by. I'm not sure what I would do the moment the lockdown is lifted; should I go out and be wild or keep it cool? A better day could be going to the beach, enjoy the sand squishing underneath my feet. The water coming to the shores with a gentle welcome splash around my ankles up to my knees. I miss the way the ocean talks to me. Perhaps a better day would be going to the museum, walking in the building, feeling the cool breeze. A place that screams Home Sweet Home. A huge smile on my face the moment I escape into the world of art. Since I'm talking about museums, let me no forget the underground artist that is thriving towards their success in making a name for themselves. At the end of the day, "Humans are gifted, it's a choice and not a demand," allowing me to believe I have the potential to reach my dream.
By Shelby Lorraine6 years ago in Humans
Eyes on Us: Interracial Couple in Paris
Are you with me on this? Hello 2020! Welcome to metropolitan Paris where nationalism is rising along side populations of immigrants. Interracial couples dot the streets of Paris as often as bakeries and baguettes. Since entering my own mixed coupling, I have begun gravitating towards these couples. I feel just one step away from asking them on a double date with me and my African beau! I have been accosted with a sense of 'other' since stepping outside as an interracial couple. I want to explore why this relationship has me backed against a wall of pressure, stress, and doubts I have not faced in same race relationships. Let me start from the beginning...
By Entertainment Writer6 years ago in Humans
What world is this?
Is it just me, or are animals not the only entities in this world going extinct? The world used to be a more humanistic place, magical even. Now it's very quietly and discreetly, but very evidently, becoming more and more savage. More inhuman.
By Susita H.6 years ago in Humans
Better Days and Turning Forty
The year 2020 was supposed to be a celebratory year for me. I will be turning 40 in November and have been planning various extravagances for several years. While I was relatively sure that I would never be able to do all of it, I still had the plans. The dreams were all still there, still calling to me, giving me something to which I could look forward.
By D. Gabrielle Jensen6 years ago in Humans
Never Antisocial, Always a Loner
By definition, being antisocial is described as a personality disorder rooted in guiltless behaviors and impulsivity. Most self-proclaimed antisocial people have adopted this way of thinking through popular culture and media influence. They are unaware of its roots in drug and alcohol dependency and remorselessness. The term went from being a symptom of underlying mental health disorders, to a trendy excuse to stay home every weekend. It has become normal to define ourselves as antisocial when really we just like to be alone. Enter the loner, the person who prefers to be alone. While the reasons for this vary from person to person, the loner is simply more interested in exploring the depth of Self than expanding their social groups.
By R.L. Martin6 years ago in Humans