The ManualSo much is happening so fast, and so excruciatingly slow. It’s hard to keep up. Yet I’m fully up to date. Compulsively. I have to be. I…Jan 26Jan 26
You cannot kill my faith with a semi automatic.*Written on the eve of the New Zealand Mosque Shootings. Oct 9, 2023Oct 9, 2023
Future WorkI find my myself constantly saying goodbye. It feels like as soon as one change has completed, another is waiting in the wings. Just when I…Feb 21, 2023Feb 21, 2023
This Millennial Hustle: The Post ScriptTraditionally, a story has a beginning, a middle, and an end. They’re written, or told, like a journey, starting at point A, concluding at…Oct 21, 2022Oct 21, 2022
Conflict of interestI’ve been trying to figure it out, for far too long now. I’ve been trying to wrap my head around the things that seem to be driving me…Jun 14, 2021Jun 14, 2021
When you think of me.Hi there. I’m present Layah. Or for the sake of this conversation, I’m future Layah. Because I recently read back my last Medium post, and…Jun 1, 2021Jun 1, 2021
Please don't think of meThe other day, I woke up to a text from an elementary school classmate I hadn't spoken to in 15 years. We went to different high schools…Feb 8, 2021Feb 8, 2021
A letter of love from the beginning of a new world.Because I don’t know how else to thank you.Apr 20, 2020Apr 20, 2020
