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.
So I haven't been doing too well with dates lately. (And that's putting it nicely.) Besides knowing Max's birthday (July 11th), I promise you that I hardly remember the day of the week. But according to the desk calendar in front of me, today is Monday, July 18th. How did I not realize it until now? How … Continue reading capture it, remember it; but don’t hold on hoping to relive it.
You have to leave the city of your comfort and go into the wilderness of your intuition. You can't get there by bus, only by hard work and risk and by not quite knowing what you're doing, but what you'll discover will be wonderful. What you'll discover will be yourself. ~Alan Alda I inherited a … Continue reading well the truth, yeah it hurts to say, i’m gonna pack up my bags and i’m gonna go away
We can all name someone who seems to know everyone. Amanda (Porter) Carlyle is one of those people. Every time I was with that girl we would constantly run into people that she knew: A friend from high school, English class, or bar the night before. At first I found myself envious of her for … Continue reading hope you remember me when you’re homesick and need a change
After a 6 am flight from Memphis, I finally made it back to Chicago earlier this morning. I have absolutely no intention of leaving this apartment today and enjoying this 1-day weekend of mine. Tomorrow is Monday....rut-roh....but I'm not going to waste this day complaining about that. I have to give a shout-out to my … Continue reading the kindness of strangers…and craziness of others
Memphis, Tennessee is where I'm writing this post from, on a stormy Thursday night. It's 7:17 pm CT and I'm cozied up under the bedsheets in my hotel room with absolutely no shame at all. The thunder keeps pounding away, making excuses for me why I'm in here and now exploring the sites of Beale Street. … Continue reading now i’m grown and all alone and wishin i was with you tonight. cause i can guarantee, things are sweeter in tennessee.
I've mentioned my friend Alisha before, but I may have failed to explain that she is also my pen pal. Our friendship formed back in January when we met through our online Human Relations class and started exchanging emails. One day she had the best idea ever: Let's be pen pals! Wait, let me rewrite. Through both our … Continue reading happiness is like the old man told me…