Category Archives: Time

steeped by samia no.38 | 03.24.25 an examination of anxiety, spring, and the lions in our heads. In December 2021, my best friend-cousin Safa and I took a drive to spend the night at our relative’s house about 45 minutes away. We were doing a girls night and sleepover with our cousins. The drive wasContinue reading “March came in like a lion”

STEEPED BY SAMIA #31 | 06.30.24 Musings on the unexpected & intriguing ways that things come back around. Note: This was sitting in my drafts since March and I just wanted to post it! It’s a mix of finished & unfinished thoughts on the cyclical nature of life. I. What does a year look likeContinue reading “When things come back around again”

STEEPED BY SAMIA #20 | 04.17.23 On 25, heartfelt letters, & a constellation-studded sky. In March, I was rummaging through “SAMIA’S BOX OF IMPORTANT THINGS”, and I came across two letters: one from 5th grade and one from 12th grade, both addressed to my future self. Approaching my 25th birthday and in a reflective mood,Continue reading “Letters to my future self”

STEEPED BY SAMIA #18 | 03.10.23 Sometimes you have to go uphill to go downhill again. “The yoga instructor on YouTube said that if you feel shaky during a pose, send your breath to that part of the body.” I said this to Sufyan and Abu while we were trudging up a fairly strenuous incline,Continue reading “Are you giving yourself enough credit?”

STEEPED BY SAMIA #15 | 01.06.23 A tale for the time being, Majora’s mask, & the inexplicable pace of time. I’ve been preoccupied with the concept of time this week. Slipping from the end of one year, to the beginning of the next, life is literally the same — but with the freshness and promiseContinue reading “A preoccupation with the strange-ness of time”

STEEPED BY SAMIA #3 | 07.11.22 Every time period in our lives carries a certain atmosphere — but we never know what the present will feel like, as it’s happening. I’ve been thinking about this concept a lot lately. I call it: Editorializing my life. It isn’t so much a narrator in my head, chroniclingContinue reading “Editorializing my life: Notes from a constant ruminator”