it’s nice remembering others have lived this all, too.

“Yes, I was infatuated with you: I am still. No one has ever heightened such a keen capacity of physical sensation in me. I cut you out because I couldn’t stand being a… Continue reading

Favorite quote; New blog theme is: quotes.

All-Time Favorite “Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books that are now written in a very foreign… Continue reading

And if you fail, well then you fail.

i was blind, but i think i’m starting to see… I was thinking back about the first time that I really understood that my mother may not always know best. I suspected,in my… Continue reading

Do not love: the journey to the person I want to be

This week I saw a post by a friend on Facebook saying, “become what you love” and I realized in that moment just how much I’m actually trying to do that right now, and how… Continue reading

Love – Firsts

I am not an expert in childhood since, after all, I only ever had one, and it was an odd one at that, but I feel like every day I defy every single… Continue reading

Love: (still?) being a writer

Occasionally, I decide that I am still “creative”, a “photographer”,  a “writer” (or, if I’m feeling very adventurous that day, a “poet”) but the truth is I don’t take photos or even write… Continue reading

Do not love: feeling discouraged

Last Friday, after an important monthly meeting that I run at work, I came back to my office and kind of sat there for a while just feeling incompetent and discouraged. It wasn’t because… Continue reading

Love: Being in my mid-twenties

The past few days, i debated whether this would be a LOVE or DO NOT LOVE post. Do I absolutely hate my age, or love it? Am I happy about this, or miserable?… Continue reading

Do Not Love: Interviews

I know there isn’t really a way to avoid the typical interview in this day and age, but I just really, really don’t like what they entail (or I guess, what they’ve become)… Continue reading

Love: Older brothers

I obviously don’t really know what it’s like to not have one of these (and for a very long time, when I was a wee child, I almost felt like I was at… Continue reading