Nonfiction Writing Blog Luca Zepeda

I love being alone. Some people might think it's weird, but I love it. I love being able to reflect and think by myself. I especially love doing things by myself. I prefer eating, watching TV, listening to music, and running errands alone. It gives me a sense of independence that most other things don't.  When I'm alone, the things I do become twice as interesting as they would be if I were to do them with others. I love having time to think and process the world around me, which would be harder to do with another person or group of people. Don't get me wrong, I still love hanging out with my friends and family, but nothing compares to time for myself. For example, I love visiting a spot near my house with a dock overlooking a small lake. I've gone there with friends, but I've also gone alone. At a place like that, I find more satisfaction in sitting down and soaking in all of the ambient sounds of nature rather than conversing with friends. It's just the tr...

I think everyone has eavesdropped at least once. Whether intentional or unintentional is debatable, but humans are very curious creatures. In my case, I eavesdrop a lot. Restaurants, malls, libraries, hospitals, sporting events, or just out in the open, you name it, I've probably eavesdropped there.  Some might think eavesdropping is intrusive and rude, but as long as I don't say anything to those im listening to, I don't see a problem. I think of it as being curious and just happening to be in the middle of a conversation other people are having. I mean, they asked for it. They didn't have to talk about such juicy details in public. Sometimes, I can't help but eavesdrop. Let's say You're sitting at a booth in a restaurant, and a couple is talking loudly in the booth behind you. First of all, it'll be hard not to listen to their conversations because of how loud they are, and second, if you can't ignore them, you might as well tune in.   If we talk a...