isolated iotas from the life of collins rosch

              Celebrities are fun people, but I’m not sure I could stomach constantly being around one. If I lived next to one, it would be tough to deal with the media swarming my house 24/7. Paparazzi and the 24-hour news cycle suck. For this reason, I think it would be cool living by a retired celebrity. The type who had their moment and still make an appearance every now and then but is content to rest on their laurels at home. Given my personal predisposition to basketball and nice people, I think I would love to live next to Yao Ming.                Ain’t nothing worse than waking up every morning to see a news van parked in your driveway with a 2-foot-long camera pointed through the bathroom window of my neighbor. Some woman in a suit walks up to me and sticks a microphone down my throat while her co-conspirator blinds me and asks if I saw anything funny going on next door. ...

              In middle school, I relished my time spent competing in archery. The sport was somewhat of a therapeutic experience. For hours on end, I would enact the same action over and over, concentrating on achieving exact repetition. My mind would lock into a trance, the troubles in my life a forgotten figment of imagination. My life was full of activities, as I balanced my schoolwork, my personal life, and my sports, of which I was often in at least two of every season. As my life has only gotten more chaotic, as I am involved in so many more activities, I wish I could return to competing in archery. Archery provided an opportunity to destress, as if it was some form of meditation.               Every day 15 minutes after the last bell rang, my team and I would walk a brief way to a neighboring building to where we kept our equipment. We would spend t...