6:45 a.m. I wake up for work, rubbing my eyes, trying my best not to hit “dismiss” on my phone alarm. I get up about ten minutes later, and walk to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I look in the mirror and I look like hell. I get over it. I put on my … Continue reading
After quite an unforgiving sprinter (spring+winter), summertime has finally hit Chicago. However, given the 60-degree weather and cloudy skies, I’m left with fifth-grade memories of flavor-ice, kick-ball, roller blades, and bloody scabs. Yup. That being said, the summertime for Abet Speaks means making moves. During the upcoming months, I’ll be performing at different open mics in … Continue reading
