In America: A Lexicon

Well, I just covered up in a towel so a dog wouldn't have to look at me, so that's where I'm at with that. I think I watched too many 90s sitcoms which have given me the complex that they have thoughts and platforms. Basically I didn't want to be judged by an animal and... Continue Reading →

WELP!

Well, well well, look who showed up today. ME! Your west coast rambling undiagnosed A.D.D. blonde-haired (sort of) blue eyed nightmare. Hi. How are you? Been better? Same. I'd apologize for not being a constant in your life these past few months but I'm working on not saying sorry anymore so...deal with it...she says with... Continue Reading →

525,600 minutes

I'm a daydreamer and a night thinker.  I always have been.  I sleep with one eye open, which might be because I have FOMO or maybe because I have PTSD from when my apartment was broken into while I was sleeping but most definitely because my OFF switch has been disabled.   I may look dormant,... Continue Reading →

Rise Up

I don't know about you, but I need a reason to smile.  With everything going on in the world around me, I'm not sure whether to put together a survival kit and start a revolution or to follow my heart to Australia and make it official.  What on earth is happening?  Where am I?  It's... Continue Reading →

Fickle Feelings

In a world where everyone's attention spans are shrinking by the second, it's hard to imagine how things last anymore.  Sometimes I get bored in the middle of my own sentences.  I mean I think about some of the trends I participated in with such blatant ignorance growing up and I'm ashamed of myself.  In... Continue Reading →

You’ve Lost That Lovin’ Feeling

So apparently there was a march last weekend?  Did you hear about it?  No big deal, just 2.9 million Americans joined in the streets of over 650 cities across the country.  Not to mention all of the people across the world who joined in unison from Tel Aviv to South Africa.  Whether you supported it... Continue Reading →

Amazing Grace

Somehow, Americans-and by Americans, I mean European originating people who took over a land mass already inhabited by natives, turned stealing into a holiday called Thanksgiving. We all sit at tables covered in the usual suspects to commemorate the day our ancestors decided to screw over the Indians and make a bunch of false promises. Please... Continue Reading →

Bullet Points

Just over a month ago I woke up to a man creeping into my apartment. He was at the foot of my bed, a shadow, vertical blinds sliding off of his body as he made his way into my home. I kickbox, I've taken self defense classes, and I consider myself a pretty tough chick.... Continue Reading →

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