In Retrospect, a Response to a Poem I Wrote as a Teen
When I think of silence, I think about regret. When I was a kid, I was painfully shy. I remember that when I was in middle school, the other kids […]
My Life in Stuffing, Words, and Paint: Searching for an Identity
I’ll be honest: these last two weeks have been a real roller-coaster ride of frustration, success, self-loathing (I’ll own up), fear, laughter and shame. As I try to understand my […]
My First Half Marathon
I remember the day that I first decided that I was going to run a half-marathon. This physical feat had been on my bucket list for awhile and, as 2012 […]
The Happy Memory that Never Was
This evening I sat down to write about a time in my life when I was resoundingly happy, in response to a challenge posed by the Daily Post, and was […]
I am an ever evolving recipe that I make from scratch every day
I used to think that that I was made up of very specific ingredients, and that those ingredients were carved in stone. I have recently come to the conclusion, that […]
Being Funny
What does it mean to be funny? Most times I’m funny unintentionally. Being funny is such a weird concept. I think it all relates back to being comfortable enough to tell […]