When I heard a song recently, one line stayed with me long after the music had ended. The ghost is me I couldn’t explain why. It wasn’t the story the song was telling. It wasn’t even the lyrics that followed. Just those four words. They stayed. We spend so much of our lives wondering whether ghosts exist. We imagine them as the people we've lost, those we still love, those we still miss, those we keep alive by remembering them. But what if there are other ghosts too? Not

Accessibility, Neurodiversity, and the Hidden Demands of Prompt Literacy Artificial intelligence is rapidly transitioning from a specialized technological tool into something embedded in everyday life. Students use it to brainstorm essays. Researchers use it to summarize literature. Professionals use it to organize workflows, draft emails, and generate ideas. Increasingly, AI is shaping how we communicate, learn, work, and problem-solve. Like all major societal transitions, h

How caregiving reshapes time, relationships, and the self Caregiving often enters our lives at moments of transition, an illness, a diagnosis, a sudden change in abilities, or the aging of a loved one. These moments are usually framed as temporary disruptions, something to adapt to and eventually move through. What I have come to understand, through my own experience and through observing others, is that caregiving rarely resolves that cleanly. What begins as a transition o