Part 1 The other night as I was driving home from the store, I noticed what seemed to be some sort of neighborhood park on the side of the road. "Remember the street," I said to myself. Hyacinth. I squinted and quickly committed it to memory as the street sign whizzed by. "Remember Hyacinth." Pretty. …
the 23 me’s before me
I had already given up on the day around 11am this morning. "That's a wrap," I said to my best friend on the phone, "Today's done, I'll try again tomorrow." I woke up semi-late and frantically started looking up videos of the inauguration. I felt bad that I hadn't watched every singer, every speech, every …
onto the next one
For quite sometime now, I haven't been a fan of New Years. Sometimes I wear black, I try (yet usually fail) to avoid social gatherings, I feel uncomfortable and vulnerable, strange, and a bit sad. When I was younger, like with most holiday's, New Years Eve was a big celebration. With games, and champagne, and …
we all struggle with forward motion
I feel bad for people who don't romanticize life. Who don't pick a song to match a very specific moment, creating soundtracks for their life -- to play on repeat while they do simple tasks to make the mundane more pleasurable. More fanciful. People who don't day dream and stroll aimlessly and forgo maps to …
the joy of being alone
I accidentally took a very long soak in the tub this evening. And I'm absolutely not mad about it. It was the kind of bath I would've told you lasted maybe about 10 minutes, no more than 20 at most. Yet I barely blinked and it had been so much longer -- upwards of an …
a realist and a dreamer walk into a bar
"Perhaps the secret of living well is not in having all the answers but in pursuing unanswerable questions in good company." Lately, the pragmatist and the dreamer inside my head have been having a field day romancing one another. They've spent hours and I mean hours together. They've become a new kind of inseparable. Taking …
the warmest of glows
Exactly two weeks ago to the day, I was worried that I had let darkness win. It is the most defeated I had felt in my mental health struggle in quite some time and the proverbial "light at the end of the tunnel" felt like nothing but a pipe dream -- a dumb and distant …
It’s not over til it’s over
I am beginning to become a firm believer in the colloquialism that we truly do learn something new every day. For instance, on Saturday I learned not to go on one's personal blog in a drunken depressed drug stupor and publish a blank post entitled "It's Over." It luckily did not take too much explaining …
maple donut and a crisp sip of water
The first piece of food I consumed today was a maple donut I found on the counter at 7 p.m. And it was delicious. I almost didn't know an item of food could actually taste so divine -- so otherworldly. I felt as though the ancient Grecians must have felt about cold green grapes or …
the marvels of modern love
I've gotten one chapter into the 5 love languages book and I already had to set it down. Not because I was uninterested by any means or because I thought the writing wasn't really up to snuff, but actually quite the contrary. Within the first few pages, I was already thinking so deeply about love …
Blonde Meets World 