“an ongoing story of an ordinary life under extraordinary circumstances”
So remember my triumphant return to blogging? Because the world was in shambles and I thought we’d need mediums like these — emphasizing the personal, the mundane — to act as our bridge over troubled waters? (I did not say “bridge over troubled waters” at the time, but it sounds good here, so I’m going … Continue reading my third house life →
I am not an infinite resource. I am not a giver. My cup does not runneth over with affection or love or anything lying in wait for someone to receive it. I am selfish. I’m a bitch. I am a fierce protector of myself. I am rarely overwhelmed. I used to be a person who … Continue reading burning at both ends | day two →
The thing is . . . I’m just not open. I thought I could be. With a few quick stretches and reflex checks, I realized the muscles still worked. I remembered the steps; could fall easily into the waltz of asking and revealing; enticing from a safe distance. It was like riding a bike. Until … Continue reading how do i explain | day one →
The Sun enters Leo tomorrow and I’m… excited? Is that the right word? That’s the word I’ll go with. Excited. This matters on the global scale because the Sun going into Leo alleviates some of the *gestures broadly at the state of the world* going on outside. For me, it matters because the Sun (my … Continue reading here comes the sun →
I had my first Don Draper moment in 2004. I was at home on winter break after a personally disastrous first semester of my junior year of college. Sixteen years later, good and grown, I’m embarrassed at how viscerally I can recall the moment that snapped me in two; that I still tear up over … Continue reading mad woman →
Like the rest of my social media bubble, I watched the Hamilton musical film this weekend. And like everyone else, I was floored by how compelling it was. A piece of historical fanfiction where America’s founders tell their stories in the lyrical stylings of Big Pun (Lin Manuel Miranda has admitted that his Alexander Hamilton … Continue reading wrote her way out →
When the world explodes into chaos, my instincts send me inward; so I’ve been quiet here for the last couple of weeks. As self-centered as I am, I don’t believe in the power of a single voice in a din of pain and outrage, so when everyone shouts the obvious thing — that Black people … Continue reading the bad place →
I’m an addition-by-subtraction kinda girl. Blame it on my Moon in Scorpio or the ruthless minimalist in my head that believes the shortest route to peace of mind is through the obstacles blocking it, but I am far better at cutting out what I don’t want than identifying what I do want. My imagination is … Continue reading dance in the flames →
I can’t remember the last time I was enough. Way back when, there were days when I walked through the world… full. Not like these days where every waking moment is filled with worries about what I should be doing? I should work out.I should do something with my face like the other women my … Continue reading enough →
The weeks following my great-aunt’s passing were startling in their ordinariness. Or maybe turning back to the ordinary is how I cope. With no service to attend and no further instruction from my family members down south, I wiped my tears and turned my mind toward my controllables. And life, as it always seems to, … Continue reading and then, the weeks blurred →
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