Bryn's Convicted Croutons

      Oh it has been quite a long few months. (11/26/25) I have actively forgotten about writing and its benefits, this is as to why I am back, so late. I finished majority of my classes with only 2 classes left on Dec. 1st. I got a job in the meantime a few months back being an organic superfood cafe job. It is quite productive yet relaxed mentally. However, over the course of a few weeks, my one of a kind coworkers decided I washed the dishes and swept. Odd for them to assume, so I gave them attitude and it seems their assumption has changed. During this time I have discovered a distinct and revengeful feeling of just letting life lead me. I developed a habit of virtually no expectations for anything or anybody. However that has changed over the course of getting to know somebody. I won't get in depth on this relationship and its innards, but I've discovered in myself that when I find any source of sudden or newfound stability I lose that sense of letting life lead me. ...

 I have on month left until a very important event in my life, officially moving out. (7/8/2025) Own apartment, cat, free space, art space, kitchen, bathroom, bedroom, balcony. I'm ecstatic. I always believed that once I have my own space, my creative side would flourish most. Being alone puts me in a headspace of "If no one else can, I can". Time has definitely past. (11/12/2025) I'm currently in a mentally rigorous Biology of Animals lab on DNA. Every class I neglect with joy, finishing the work before the deadline but this class doesn't at all encourage me. It's some sort of cordage not to be seen that controls everybody. In my close relationships class beforehand from 1-1:50pm, we discussed power and its everyday influence in relationships. From being a boss to coworker to a baby to a parent, power is everything but nobody acknowledges it cordage to our everyday lives which is especially profound in this day in era.