The Unofficial Guide to Life
I always think of history as something that doesn’t happen to me. Instead, history is something that happened a long time ago, something that I read about in textbooks, something that might have museums or memorials dedicated to it.
Continue reading “How Will History Remember Coronavirus?”
I have a lot to be thankful for. My family for one. Ed, for another. And my bed, and the sun, and BBQ chicken for dinner. And laughing over nothing, and the sound of singing, and lighting a candle that smells like peppermint when I eat my breakfast.
Continue reading “On Cultivating Gratitude”
Written July 10, 2014
The world’s an awfully big place. There’s a million places you could go, but after you walk out your door, maybe your feet always lead you back home. And maybe that’s not a bad thing, maybe that’s a beautiful thing.
Continue reading “When Life Drifts Along”
November 12, 2014
I haven’t really been home lately. Monday night I was at Karina’s, tonight I am at Omi’s, and tomorrow I am at Karina’s again. It feels a little strange not being home, but not as strange as I thought it would be. It makes me a little sad because I thought I would miss it more. Continue reading “The Little Voice”
July 8, 2015
It’s hard to predict when tears will suddenly spring into your eyes when something jolts your memory of someone or something special. Continue reading “Finding Feathers”
December 15, 2015
The other night one of my friends in Madrid went on a date. The rest of us went to a nearby restaurant just in case the date wasn’t going well and she needed an intervention. At first, we wanted to go the same restaurant they were going to but then decided it was safer to go to a different one because I would be the person unable to control my laughter as soon as we walked in and saw them sitting there, causing unnecessary embarrassment to all. Continue reading “My View on Love at 23”
July 24, 2015
These past few weeks, I have been alone with my thoughts more than usual and I’ve realized some things: I don’t think I understand people as much as I thought I did, and I don’t think I understand myself as much as I thought I did either. I think that maybe I’m just as confused as I always was, only in another part of the world. Continue reading “On Feeling Lonely (And Other Things)”
It snowed today. Although the familiar feeling of coziness returned, as I sat at my desk sipping coffee and writing, I began to feel a little bit unsettled. I was thinking about the new job I get to go to tomorrow and everything that February holds in store. Continue reading “Still Winter”
This morning the moon was crescent, shining brilliantly in the hazy, dark blue morning sky. It hung above me as I walked to the bus stop and I remember looking at it and feeling happy. Everything was quiet. Continue reading “This Morning and Tonight”
