Hi, I'm Megan. It's so nice to meet you.
I am a 23-year-old creative writer who recently moved from Pennsylvania to the Bay Area. When I moved out to California in July of 2021, I promised myself that I would embrace the hard moments and face the unknowns that arise when you're 20 something. I hope that this space can serve as a breath of fresh air for those that feel alone in their pain or confusion. This page is an ongoing promise to myself to never follow the path of least resistance. Instead, I hope to remember where my mind wanders in a dark, quiet room, and always follow that light.
Time present and time past
Are both perhaps present in time future,
And time future contained in time past.
If all time is eternally present
All time is unredeemable.
What might have been is an abstraction
Remaining a perpetual possibility
Only in a world of speculation.
What might have been and what has been
Point to one end, which is always present.
Footfalls echo in the memory
Down the passage which we did not take
Towards the door we never opened
Into the rose-garden.
- T. S . Eliot