A Borrowed Pearl

So You Want to Be a Writer if it doesn't come bursting out of you in spite of everything, don't do it. unless it comes unasked out of your heart and your mind and your mouth and your gut, don't do it. if you have to sit for hours staring at your computer screen or… Continue reading A Borrowed Pearl

Go Do

How would you define “love”? When I look up the definition on Dictionary.com, I’m given the following options: noun 1. a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person 2. a feeling of warm personal attachment or deep affection, as for a parent, child, or friend. 3. sexual passion or desire. 4. a person toward whom… Continue reading Go Do

Then, As Now

Syria has been on my mind these days, somewhat of an unavoidable topic, since I have been consistently bombarded by every possible news outlet in existence, as well as my Twitter newsfeed (a beast in and of itself), with the atrocities being committed there. Truthfully, I have no idea how this conflict started, or when, or… Continue reading Then, As Now

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

Life, And All Its Intricacies

After taking the month of July off from blogging, it hasn’t been easy to make a comeback. Life occasionally gets sassy with me and, although I am one to sass right back, it does sometimes get a bit overwhelming. This isn’t necessarily bad, just enough to shake me out of my stupor and force me… Continue reading Life, And All Its Intricacies


Boo, this one's for you. Leaving does not mean “the end.” Leaving does not mean forgetting. Leaving does not mean putting aside everything you have lived together. Leaving does not mean the story is over. Life goes on, my dear, and it is up to you to decide how you will live it. Take a… Continue reading Leaving

A Series of Random Events

Spend a wonderful Sunday with my old roommates watching fútbol matches on a homemade big screen that hangs from a wooden beam in the living room. Say “see you guys soon” to everyone, take the T, make my way into the very poorly designed South Station bus terminal. Stand in line, talk to Mami on… Continue reading A Series of Random Events

Love Returns Love

This post has been living in my mind for the past two weeks, yet I had not made time for it, which has brought to my attention how badly I prioritize the hours in my day. Alas, I will sacrifice one more night’s sleep for the sake of letting it breathe. I am intrigued by… Continue reading Love Returns Love


It really is the small things in life, like having a big, well deserved breakfast after a three-mile run in Central Park, or reminding yourself during said run that the only thing that matters is the step you are about to take, and not the final destination. At times, you can see the finish line,… Continue reading Happiness

A Letter To My Hero

Dear Zach, As Justin said, “it’s not because you’re dying, it’s because of how you’re living.” In your 18 years on this Earth, you absolutely succeeded at life. You found a way to be truly human, both spiritual and physical at the same time. You understood that Love trumps all, and that our mission in… Continue reading A Letter To My Hero