cheers to what i anticipate will be a lot of words and maybe a nugget of discovery or wisdom. to orient ourselves: it has been 27 days since i moved to new york city. i have officially paid rent twice. i have four more shifts until i’m doing one job that isn’t soul-crushing; i got… Continue reading a rant:
sixteen days ago i moved to new york city. in my sixteen days, i’ve gotten lost on the subway once, i’ve missed my train once, i’ve been asked for directions twice, i’ve gone grocery shopping downtown 70 blocks once, i’ve taken an uber to target in the bronx twice, had three job interviews, started two… Continue reading 16 days
it’s staring at me. its hard, dark shell threatens to eat me. it will tempt me and tease me and taunt me and entice me until i give in and deposit my soul in it. it will roll me away and take me far from what i know — far from what and who i… Continue reading luggage
to me — the girl who thought she was un-lovable. to you — the girl who thinks she will not be loved. each blow of pain chips away at the sculpture of your being — somebody will study. each shadow of doubt in your heart reconfigures the light — somebody will observe. each stain of… Continue reading
quiet your doubts, insecurities, fears; turn up the volume of your intuition.
My months fill easily, my scrawl covers most every compartment of the page. There are so many things that I want to do. There are so many things that I want to see. There are so many things that I want to accomplish. There are so many things that I can do. There are so… Continue reading Calendar Planning
Writing is part of my bones - my grandfather was a sportswriter. My mother wrote poems and children's books. My cousin writes novels. And me? Well, I’ve just always written. In my childhood, my mother insisted that writing was the best way to solve a problem. You can articulate everything that you’re feeling. And then… Continue reading a manifesto