why is it that when a moment ends we begin to feel all of it? i've spent half of my early 20's stuck in a lockdown. summers i'd imagined strolling down central park testing out my film camera and finding new hidden coffee shops are now a mixture of choosing which fan to buy because… Continue reading comfortable silences.
what does it feel like to lose yourself? and what do you do if you've already lost yourself? two questions that have come up way too often in my life for the past few years. especially in the past year. as someone who felt like she was completely lost of herself, and has somehow made… Continue reading quarantine blues
if you're new here- at the end of the year i always write a post about whatever i think i learned throughout that year. for whatever reason i chose the number 24. don't ask me why because i don't have an answer for you. i don't have much of an answer for anything these days… Continue reading 24×24
for as long as I can remember, my life has been about running from everything that scares me. everyone who knows me well, know that i'm a very calculating person when it comes to almost everything. and what i mean by that is i have a daily to-do list and a master to-do list. among… Continue reading a reason to stay.
"perhaps the names we cherish in our hearts are like our diaries, journals, and precious records of our lives." have you ever been somewhere and you just want to remember it so clearly? i think these moments are counted. when you're not worried about the way you look or how you think your smile… Continue reading april showers
it drives you crazy getting old.
and find the place where every single thing you see , tells you to stay. -seeker so this is what happens when you haven't blogged in a long time and you don't know how to start. (fyi- im writing this as i think about the process of moving away and what the last 3 months… Continue reading flowers and forgiveness
"the universe is in your bones, the stars in your soul; its never really the end" how incredible and amazing was this trip? i can’t even fathom or explain it but here’s a go at it: the happy. all of the happy. the getting lost in the subway, the going to the grocery store in… Continue reading new york: travel diary