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.
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.
Tonight, for the first time in at least a year, I got off my Brown Line stop and headed down Diversey to the apartment at roughly a decent hour for a weekday night. (Around 6 pm, I believe.) Actually, after getting off the train and heading home- with a detour through Trader Joe's first- I wondered,Wait, did I make … Continue reading the sun goes down, the stars come out. and all that counts is here and now. my universe will never be the same. i’m glad you came.
As fireworks lit up the Chicago skyline on Monday night, I laid in my bed falling asleep to the sounds of my city as memories began flashing through my mind. Alone in my apartment for the first time in ten nights, the booms from the finale reminded me that another Fourth of July had passed- and somehow it was … Continue reading it’s not always fireworks and shooting stars; sometimes it’s a simple spark within that whispers, ‘you’re on your way’.
As soon as I heard the lyrics, don't be scared to walk alone; don't be scared to like it, from John Mayer's Age of Worry, I knew a post was in order. But I sit here, 2 days later not really knowing what to write. In a way I still don't know, but I'm going … Continue reading don’t be scared to walk alone. don’t be scared to like it.
Sooooo much to say. But given the fact that I just got home (surprisingly sober) and my alarm is going off in less than 3 hours, I'm going to keep this post very, very short. To be honest, if I had time and energy to write then I'm not really quite sure what I would say. … Continue reading honest words from a very tired girl
To sum up this past weekend best, I'll say that, Chicago is a big city but it's such a small world. The whirlwind that was this past weekend- and really week- reminded me of both of these concepts. Take today (Sunday night is when I'm writing this) for instance. Within an hour of waking up I found myself on a bus … Continue reading let’s all sing it together: “it’s a small world after all”