Because I’m…

“How are you?” a friend asked. For the first time in a while, I paused to think about my response. This has become such an easy question to answer with a quick and lazy “Good, you?” that stopping myself from vomiting that phrase was a hard task, harder than it should have been. This time,… Continue reading Because I’m…

A Big, Fresh Breath of Living

I had to battle a lot of demons in order to get the photo you see at the top of this post. Mood swings can be aggressive… Forget feeling bipolar; I was multi-polar, volatile, and explosive that day. I went for run to get it out of my system. I walked down Bush Street to… Continue reading A Big, Fresh Breath of Living

Forces of Nature

My bed was shaking, but I wasn’t moving. As I opened my eyes, I thought “there’s someone here.” Looking around, I noticed that, in fact, I was alone, but something else was happening: the walls were moving, too. Everything in my room was vibrating, and I wasn’t responsible for it. It was a rolling-type of… Continue reading Forces of Nature

The Fire In Your Soul

E: “Imagine if our only responsibility were to get to know our true selves and be our best selves. Don’t you think the world would be a much better place, filled with passion and authenticity? Just thinking…” B: “I think that is our only natural responsibility, because when we’re our best selves we can help… Continue reading The Fire In Your Soul

My Personal Hell

There are moments when I freak out because of the sheer amount of thoughts sprinting so ferociously through my mind and bouncing off every edge that I feel like my brain is going to implode. These moments usually occur when I let my mental guard down and start considering such dramatic truths as the fact… Continue reading My Personal Hell

Tonight, I Cried

“Don’t be bothered by the noise. Go sit and be silent,” I read this evening, and it made me pause for a moment. Be silent, the phrase urged. Don’t mind the noise, it said. I lost count of how many times I repeated it over and over in my mind, until I finally admitted to… Continue reading Tonight, I Cried

I Dare You To Call Me Skinny One More Time

I blame us –all of us- for the media’s sickening manipulation of women’s photographs. We find comfort in blaming society for most of our problems, yet we have an uncanny ability to forget that we are society. Each and every one of us plays a role, which means it’s up to us to change it.… Continue reading I Dare You To Call Me Skinny One More Time

November, You’ve Been At It Again

November, my dear, you never fail me. Each year, you arrive jam-packed with comfort-zone-busting, rip-you-apart-at-the-seams-because-why-not type of change. Before, your arrival meant simply that I could use a new haircut, and that would suffice to make me feel almost born again. Nowadays, you seem to get a thrill out of turning my life upside down.… Continue reading November, You’ve Been At It Again

We Are Free

They say they built the train tracks over the Alps before there was a train that could make the trip. They built it anyway. They knew one day the train would come… Any arbitrary turning along the way, and I would be elsewhere. I would be different. – Under the Tuscan Sun It will come.… Continue reading We Are Free

Why Waste Time?

For most of our lives, we convince ourselves that Time abounds. We assume we are invincible and immortal, unbothered by thoughts of anything else existing outside of our immediate reality. Until, of course, we experience “moments of impact,” the ones that shake us down to the core and make us re-think absolutely everything. That is… Continue reading Why Waste Time?