the story of us: confidantes, pen pals, friends, and sisters.

Some things never would be But we know now that no matter how far we traveled on our own separate paths... Somehow we would always find out way back to each other. And with that, we could get through anything. To us. Who we were, and who we are. And who we'll be. To the … Continue reading the story of us: confidantes, pen pals, friends, and sisters.

…and i can’t remember life before your name, ohio.

Greetings again from my Starbucks in downtown Columbus!  Yes, I did it again.  I rode the overnight mega of all buses (aka Megabus) from Chicago to Columbus, OH.  Arriving at 6:15 am this morning, I took my hobo-looking self into my morning post and pulled a Superman swap into the bathroom.  Goodbye, travelin' hot-mess-minus-the-hot girl … Continue reading …and i can’t remember life before your name, ohio.

this was just a dream

Besides the occasional celebrity crushes (I had the biggest thing for Grant Hill since his days at Duke) during my adolescence, I would have These Dreams. Big Dreams. Make the World A Better Place Dreams. Paint a Smile on Everybody's Face Dreams.  These Dreams were filled with Hope; Sincerity; Generosity; Beauty; and Love.  Dreams of Saving the World … Continue reading this was just a dream

happiness hit her like a train on a track coming towards her. stuck still, no turning back.

The rule of Quest Physics goes something like this: If you're brave enough to leave behind everything familiar and comforting, which can be anything from your house to bitter, old resentments, and set out on a truth-seeking journey, either externally or internally, and if you are truly willing to regard everything that happens to you … Continue reading happiness hit her like a train on a track coming towards her. stuck still, no turning back.

let me have a moment: hakuna matata

It's only 9 am out here in Chicagoland and I actually allowed myself to "sleep in" til 8 am this morning.  Somehow being up for 1 hour, and really only 'up' for 30 minutes, I find myself stressed.  It will all be fine when I walk outside, in the cold air, in an hour or so.  … Continue reading let me have a moment: hakuna matata

you can stand under my umbrella.

There are too many rotten things in this world, and if I can put a smile on one little girl's face, one little boy's face, then I've done my job.  ~ Tiffani Amber Thiessen I love rainy days.  I love the sound of the rain on the window.  I love jumping in puddles in my … Continue reading you can stand under my umbrella.