no energy. no, none at all. i think i set myself up for this one. i only got four hours of sleep last night, and slightly more the night before, but oh, it was worth it. parties, people, stories, friends. iZone photos are best for drunken portraits in low light. it’s amazing to me how […]

there was time to spare, so i decided to try on the velvet pants i saw the week before. “those are screaming your name,” jo had told me on our lunch break. “really?” i asked, scrutinizing the silvery paisley. “oh yeah.” “but where would i wear them?” “to a party. or going out. or just […]

my feet are tired, but i feel wonderful. i am in my new apartment, and i am all alone. i’m sipping a big mug of coffee, listening to teenage fanclub on shuffle and ignoring the fortress of boxes that surrounds me. i am giddy — overjoyed by things like discovering my paper cutting board doubles […]

i followed the trail of taillights around the windy road, a path i travel twice a day, when the sun rises and sets again. when i moved here four months ago, i got lost along the same road, thrice. one of those times i was near the point of tears. i couldn’t find my street, […]

it’s like when i was 15, lying in bed at night, listening to everybody hurts on repeat, wiping tears on my pillow. i shut my door and prayed nobody would knock. i thought my world had ended. whatever it was — a fight with mom, a broken heart, a bad grade, a lost earring — […]

there are days like these: when i feel like crumpling myself into a ball and rolling under my bed. when i want to dive into a cup of hot chocolate and sink to the bottom of the ceramic floor. when i don’t want to talk; i just want to listen. sing me a lullaby and […]

it hit me saturday morning, when i was driving through my old neighborhood, how much had changed. the hallmark store where i used to buy cards and wrapping paper now sells beauty supplies. my favorite haunt for soup and salad is now a steakhouse. even the art store, where i got a student discount on […]

so there seems to be a lot of this going around. revamping, some call it. finding their voice. making a change, some kind of change, any kind of change, just because. well, i don’t care what you call it. it’s really not important. all that matters is we are here now. (and thank you, by […]