Zach Brennan
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Free lance writer, musician, and social media influencer from Boston, Ma!
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Growing Up
Every now and then, I think back to the days when I was small and fragile. I didn't have a care in the world. I could jump off of the garage roof, into the sandbox, and all would be okay. That was just the silly, adolescent way a seven-year-old boy's mind worked. Funny how my biggest concern growing up was my friends mum coming to get them after one of the most fun times hanging out after school (every single time).
By Zach Brennan8 years ago in Longevity
Love
Love is an art. Love is an abstract, beautiful concept. Love has many meanings, shapes, colours, sizes. Love is different for everyone. Love has no time limit, or pretense. Love can happen at first sight, in line at the food court of your local shopping mall. Or Love can be with your best friend that you’ve known since you were little, 15 years later. Love can make the darkest days light again with a simple phrase or gesture. Love can make you feel when you thought life was numb and pointless. Love is just so interesting and amazing.
By Zach Brennan8 years ago in Poets
