writer. artist. student of life.
Written many years ago, when I was in my 20s and when running ruled my life. I do not have a driver’s license. I am 22 years old. Normally, I rely on friends and relatives to drive me places. Lately, I’ve remained in my house for weeks, feeling guilty and ashamed. I hadn’t even stepped […] Read more…
I am a grown-ass woman, but I’m perpetually obsessed with the same things many 80s millennials love: Care Bears, Alvin and the Chipmunks, Big Bird, and rainbow-colored everything. Our parents can’t believe we still haven’t grown up. For one thing, we were given candy necklaces to suck on while we watched traumatizing cartoons created by […] Read more…
My very first word was “bird.” How appropriate, since I’ve kept myself in a cage for years until the hunger to discover my gifts and talents began eating away at me. “Who are you, what are you doing with your life, what is your tagline?” The answer is not a bubble you fill in on […] Read more…