Being Me

There's something special about being human. Something raw beautiful majestic magnificent significant. There's something magical about being human. Feeling all the feelings, knowing all the knowings, choosing all the choosings. There's something wonderful about being human. Tasting all the wonders, drinking all the sweetness, eating all the deliciousness. There's something truthful about being human. Melting… Continue reading Being Me

Blooming remains

Five years ago, I was out in Barcelona studying abroad and sending photos of my experiences and adventures to my ex. I prefaced my photos with: Sorry, I'm horrible at taking pictures. He immediately responded: You are brilliant and everything you do is fucking fantastic. I blushed at that, so aware of my melting heart,… Continue reading Blooming remains