Hello, CALL ME KARRAH.

there are no facts, simply interpretations

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Two and a half years ago, I made a commitment to explore my passion for creative writing by journaling each day. whether it was three lines or three pages, the point was to write. Throughout this process, I asked myself relentless questions and found myself exploring the raw, core meaning of expression (conceptual) through a deep desire to discover and/or learn more about self-authenticity (curiosities).

after some time spent in my journal, i mustered the courage to share various excerpts with friends. I received overwhelming encouragement, including:

“this is some thought provoking shit. You should write a book!”

“Dude(ette) – you should start a blog, this is so relatable!”

“I need one of your TED Talks…”

truth is, there are ebbs and flows to life. there are good days, bad days, and a shit ton of the “in between.”  we are all doing our best to navigate this wild ride we call ‘life’. the goal of conceptual curiosities is to provide a radically transparent place to think critically, reflect, and even laugh a little as you’re reminded that you are in fact, “normal.”