A Trip Into The Infinite Abyss: On Letting Go
The moon was full and still hanging over the city when I disappeared into the night. I felt the lights, the noise, and the skyscrapers moving further away from me; or perhaps, I was leaving them. I’d listened to the same song on repeat nearly 10 times, which is a pretty proud feat for 4 AM. For the first time, in a very long time, it felt like I was leaving nothing. I had nothing left to run from. I was just leaving, disappearing into the night. And I desperately needed to go. I love the city, it’s my home, it owns my heart, but sometimes you need to vanish…
Learnin’ To Write Again: Overcoming Writer’s Block
I have so desperately wanted to write. But life is indeed like a box of chocolates. Although, personally, I’ve always been partial to the road metaphors. So let me begin. Sometimes, life takes you down certain roads that are too bumpy to write on while you’re traveling down them. Life is full of twists and turns and unexpected curves, but you have to keep taking the road as it comes to you. Funny I should use a metaphor about driving. I hate driving. In fact, New York’s greatest selling point was that I never have to drive again, if I don’t want to. I love New York. I moved to…
Twenty-Seven Things Only Life Can Teach You
I spent the past few weeks considering how I wanted to address this year’s birthday post. I take pride in reflecting on where I’ve been, where I am, and where I want to be. I re-read last year’s birthday post and I remembered exactly where I was and how I felt when I wrote it. If you’d told me this time last year, all of the places I would go, all of the people I would meet, and all of the momentous moments that would happen, I would’ve never believed you. I considered writing about all of the special moments and occurrences in my 27th year, but the posts in this blog…
Starting the Year Unplugged
I look at life like it’s a book and each year is another chapter. I believe, like, in a novel that life is filled with symbolism, foreshadowing, metaphors, and analogies. I’m a big believer in Fate – I’m very upfront about that. I think certain moments and situations happen because they need to happen, or because they’re meant to happen. Sometimes we need to have our eyes opened. I ended 2014 exhausted. I was too exhausted to even make New Year’s Resolutions. And I’m a New Year’s Resolutions kind of gal. I have a notebook filled with my past New Year’s Resolutions. At the end of each year, I go…
The Wandering Road of Words | Searching For Your Story
I feel like I’m always waiting; waiting for the right story, waiting for the right moment, waiting for life to come and swoop me up by the coattails and not put me down until I’ve reached my dreams. But here’s the truth: waiting gets you nowhere. The story, the moment, life, it’s all happening right in front of you. You just have to open your eyes and stop searching for your story. I was recently recommended a book from a reader of this blog. The book was The Alchemist. Somehow I’d managed to get through high school and a literature degree without ever crossing paths with this story, but like…
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