It's somber, the morning after. Sobering, too. So much so that a part of me wanted to spend the day curled up in bed—but the best revenge is living despite, even if in spite, of. Joy is an act of resistance, I'm told. I'm not there yet (which is why I've been quiet on my little corner of the ... Read More
Savoring Summer
A list of things—some sweet, others sweaty, but nothing sour. How is it August already? There's a part of me that's grateful for the start of fall because it relieves some of the pressure of Doing Fun Things™ in summertime, but another that can't help but mourn its nearing end. I'm ... Read More
Still Life
Every time I'm back on the East Coast, a part of me thinks about moving back. Jersey or trying my hand at Manhattan proper; I'm not picky so long as the city is within reach. The pang to return was stronger this time around, and it took a few days longer than usual to readjust after landing in L.A. ... Read More