starting 30

I live in dichotomies and reflect on the mile stone of reaching another decade around the sun. I feel old and then I don't feel old enough. I listen to jazz like a good intellectual and say things like Miles is so existential and I want to punch myself in the face when those words vomit … Continue reading starting 30 →

dating

I like dating because I like pretending I'm the person I wish I was. I like to see how long I can keep the facade before I crack under my self imposed perfection. I like playing a role of the charming curvaceous redhead with electric eyes and musical laughs. I like to think my social … Continue reading dating →

somedays

Somedays, I wake up and my bed feels like a cloud that has absorbed everything of me. I'm weightless in the stillness and the silence of the morning. Somedays, I'm so excited to experience the day I can't wait to leave the comforting embrace of my bed. Somedays, the chill in the air seeps into … Continue reading somedays →