o-h-i-o, i-m-i-s-s-y-o-u.

If home is truly where the heart is, then Ohio will always be home. Lately, as the thirties continue to make me more maternal and sentimental than I ever imagined being, I've been realizing more and more that my heart has been stranded there since I relocated to Chicago nearly five years ago. And after a … Continue reading o-h-i-o, i-m-i-s-s-y-o-u.

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the past thirteen months.

A few weeks ago, my dad asked me, "Do you still have your blog?" I answered with a strong "yes", but then found myself explaining (aka making excuses) that while I have a blog, it's not necessarily something that I would classify it as an active blog. And for those of you who have read … Continue reading the past thirteen months.

i’m not in kansas, that’s the one thing I know for sure.

For the past two weeks, I've been telling myself to Just blog it out.  That used to always make you feel better.  But the truth is, I've stared at this screen many nights trying to do just that and absolutely nothing comes out.  There's no image of motivation, or song lyric for inspiration.  No title … Continue reading i’m not in kansas, that’s the one thing I know for sure.

all of these lines across my face, tell you the story of who i am.

When you're twenty-nine years old and only beginning your first relationship, people tend to ask, "Why?" to defend that there is nothing wrong with you.  But they might as well save their breath, because there actually is something wrong with you.  I mean how is it that you can be mere months away from a milestone … Continue reading all of these lines across my face, tell you the story of who i am.

all those times we looked up at the sky, looking out so far. we felt like we could fly…

I used to call myself a dreamer.  There really was no better way to describe who I was.  I used to spend my days reminiscing about past memories- and all those regrets in my childhood- and daydreaming about what the future held for me.    I haven't done much dreaming lately.  In fact, for the past year- maybe … Continue reading all those times we looked up at the sky, looking out so far. we felt like we could fly…

oh yeah, i have a blog…

Can I really (still) call myself a blogger if I never blog?  I mean seriously, it's been months since I've actually typed up some resemblance of a clusterf**k/ written therapy that consists of letters, words, and emotional ramblings.  What the heck happened???  Where I have been???  What have I been doing instead??? Well, let me start by saying … Continue reading oh yeah, i have a blog…

maybe i’m really not the girlfriend type.

I know it's been a while, so I should probably start off by stating that I'm still someone's girlfriend; which means I have a boyfriend.  But that being said, I'm having a little trouble tonight with him- although, it really does have much more to do with me than him.  In fact, he's done absolutely nothing … Continue reading maybe i’m really not the girlfriend type.