I still had my eyes on other peaks but being able to freely trek to the top of Baden-Powell with friends that day was satisfying.
Eyes Without A Face
Sometimes I find myself missing literature that I have not and probably will not ever read. I sit in the immaterialized section of reality hidden deep within my conscious to see…
For The Love Of The Interview
would also come to fall in love with real journalism and the sitting down for interviews with some fantastic people, and I would continue working as a writer and journalist for…
Dirty windshields embodied the time filled with memories where I had moments to look at the dancing parade of magnificent colors painted onto the sky behind the setting sun.
I told my fellow phenomenal woman that “what makes us women is what makes us strong, what makes us powerfully enough to care, not only for ourselves but for our loved ones makes…
Swirls In My Coffee
The laws of physics governing the large clusters of cosmological matter beyond our blue skies were governing the cream that I had poured into my cup of coffee right before my…
A Place to Rent
There was never the right combination of cheap and sane that existed in a place until I found the veggie co-op—or so I thought.
The most important thing you need to do in order to overcome nearly any obstacle is to take a step back and breathe.
I wanted to write a poem about my love for the sun even though summer calls for a much more intense presence. I still stand transfixed by the view and wanted to write down my unorganized thoughts and share them with you.
To say that I love to hike is an understatement. Hiking is the medium I use to reset and release. I enter nature, my church, with filthy boots and athletic wear and can maintain my peace.
Reading was an escape to another adventure different from our own. We could travel beyond the words printed on the page and climb to new heights previously unknown.
I recently gave up coffee for good. It never crossed my mind to think about removing coffee permanently from my life.
It’s been about a month since I moved into this apartment with my new roommate. I believe my roommate was really nervous at first, but she seems to be transitioning well.
My best friend and I found ourselves, once again, traveling by car across the country. I didn’t need to, but I jumped in the car to spend the last few days that I will have for a while with my best friend.
I have told the truth about myself, but I have not openly shared everything. Allow me to reintroduce myself.
Monday nights became a time for gathering friends together with bottles of wine. The Bachelor franchise became a rallying force for friendship. For years, dinner was made and shared, friends laughed, and we all bonded over the drama that unfolded on the screen.