And I'm a little panicky on the inside. When I was 18/19, I couldn't even envision what I wanted my life to look like by the time I got to 30. I had visions of the future but never at a specific age. I knew that I wanted to be done with school by 25… Continue reading I’m 30.
English is my first language. Bahmianese is what I call my Bahamian dialect. I know bits and pieces of Chinese and Spanish from when I studied them, and I remember a handful of foods in French from my days of culinary French class. But thank God for so many apps that do translations. For the… Continue reading The Privilege of the English Language