How are you feeling about today? Me? Overwhelmed. Politics, still a pain; climate change, a concept too strange…for many. Not everyone’s on the same page. I fear ending up in the same room with people with different views sometimes. For peace of mind’s sake, I’d prefer those with whom I wouldn’t have to pretend that…
No one knows what the meaning of life is. We don’t even know what we’re doing here or where we’re going. So I say to self, might as well take advantage of the space and time that the universe has given me and do some positively amazing things with it. Except for the days when…
It’s not the low temperatures that bother me; it’s the burning on my skin It’s not the work I have to put in; it’s the lack of sleep It’s not the unanswered text; it’s the disrespect It’s not the itch; it’s the inability to scratch it immediately It’s not the Spring; it’s the sneezing It’s…
I forget what sweet things I want to write when I look back and realize how many unsent letters I kept back in invisible drawers addressed to no one Knowing damn well there was only one recipient in the pile, only one who didn’t deserve my time but got the best of me day and…
Some days are worth it. Some days you make the best of every passing minute, every hour. Sunset seems to be holding back, waiting for you to run your last errand before it’s pitch black outside. Some days, you’re running on your own time. Cursing out fast cars passing by, if you must, because they’re…
I come before you tonight with one rant and one rant only: Why aren’t there more grocery stores catering to single households in this country?! Are the people who run Trader Joe’s the only ones in the United States of America who have got it right? They seem to understand that some of us don’t…
Big, like an enthusiastic move like today’s news like my dreams my energy, like my blues Bright, in my eyes, like the light in my room Soft, like my touch, like my shadow like my heart like my voice Deep, like my soul like your sleep like my love like the ocean; a cliché we…
Runny noses every other week. Bodies discovering and adapting to a new disease. Obliviousness to reasons why one should not bring their dirty hands to their mouths; licking common area surfaces like they’re a lollipop. Giggly faces, sweaty foreheads, and pounding little hearts. Their fast, sharp turns around the red slide make my own heart…
As defined by Merriam-Webster online dictionary, ghosting is: the act or practice of abruptly cutting off all contact with someone (such as a former romantic partner) usually without explanation by no longer accepting or responding to phone calls, messages, etc. I personally couldn’t picture Romeo and Juliet ghosting each other, could you? But I do…
Are you ever torn between “I don’t give a f*ck” and “I felt that too much”? Entirely. Because I completely hear you if you are. There are millions of us who can connect with that sentiment. (And there’s an even more inclined crowd, like this self-proclaimed poet, who feels everything even deeper.) I’ve known cold…
I love quoting these words by Sylvia Plath because they strike a chord within me every time, and I bet within most storytellers. It goes like this: I love people. Everybody. I love them, I think, as a stamp collector loves his collection. Every story, every incident, every bit of conversation is raw material for…
And so here it is, a new year, and with it all the renewed hopes and dreams we carried over. Last year, I saw thousands of colors up in the sky, up close and from afar. And despite my life throes, I enjoyed their charm; that appeal that only sunrises and sunsets have. Last year,…