My thoughts on Life, Writing, Hollywood, Children, My Neighbors, Love & Growing Up
Well 2019, I'm not quite sure I like you. We've gotten off to a tumultuous start. While I wish I could say it's because of the lack of NYE smooches, it's much less trivial than that. I landed back in Los Angeles to find out that my best friend's mom passed away suddenly in the... Continue Reading →
Another trip around the sun in the books. I'm 35 now. That happened. That number seems so old to me but I also feel so disconnected from it. I don't really associate myself with the number my birthday represents. I think I stopped counting a decade ago. It doesn't say much about who I am... Continue Reading →
**RETROSPECTACULAR** 