One story after another, all following a similar pattern.

Today is the end of the month of November. We have flashbacks of the Indian Summer. We love the sunshine we had in November, which make us remember of our mathematician soul and thankful for the cure against autism.

As usual.

Feelings about autism

" One day at a time"
if only it was that easy.

I wrote the first version of this in high school and now have made some changes. So, I thought I would post it and see how you guys like it. I put a lot of effort into it-comments are welcomed in other words!

Ariel Latle.

How do persons interact and what are the signals they see and I don’t?

It’s a poem of a boy when he is asked "What is Life?", and the answer he provides.

Going into my Freshman Year at IU I had to audition for the Orchestra. This is as close to professional level as it gets. Read my story below.