My favorite number isn’t 47. It’s 16. I was born on the 16th day of the 11th month. I just naturally gravitate to 16 and variations of it like 4 and 8. But when I arrived to Australia (Nov 2015), I kept saying 47. It would be my answer for anything number related. How many kilometers do I have to go? 47. How long is … Continue reading 47, It’s a Prime Number
“How you spend this little dance with destiny, that’s up to you but when you find your band, you find your band…” ~ Phil, ROADIES I’ve been searching for the right words to express exactly how I am feeling right now and I can’t. There’s this lump in my throat that I will let the music down. And I’ve already let it down. I am sorry … Continue reading An Ode to Cameron Crowe
There’s about 5 people I know who may pick up on this Doctor Who reference! Let’s be honest, how fucking boring is it to call this post a reflection of 2016! Thpppt!! 4 Things and a Lizard is way better. THING 1: I brought in 2016 while in Hunters Valley for Lost Paradise. I was alone in the middle of the valley and mountains with no … Continue reading 4 Things and A Lizard
The hardest thing about this December 17th is that I cried daily leading up to it. I’m not talking about a few tears. I’m talking about cry until you get a god damn headache cry. Fuck the full moon. Fuck life. Fuck people. Fuck everyone. Fuck everything. As much as i try to be a positive person, I could not shake the giant dark cloud. … Continue reading Until Then, In the Darkness…
There are things in life that trigger your memory or memories, to a certain time, a certain place, a certain feeling, etc. For me, there are certain songs that will remind me of certain people or moments. Movie quotes that will take me instantly back to a time and a place. Hearing words pronounced wrong like champagne to “cham-pag-na” or adding an extra higher to “Electric … Continue reading Like a Memory
I bow to the divine in you I bow to the spirit in you. To the mind that battles itself. To the heart that fears to be broken. To the soul that is beautifully tethered together with scars and shattered pieces of the past. I bow to energy of you. To the calmness you send. To the easiness you give. I bow to the knowledge … Continue reading I Bow to the Divine in You
Before I delve right into the projectile vomit of my thoughts, I want to say this post was inspired by the question, “what was your longest relationship” and the title was inspired by “Cool Girl” by Tove Lo. In the song, she sings, “Fuck if I know how to put it romantic, Speaking my truth, there’s no need to panic” and I thought that was … Continue reading Speaking My Truth, Don’t Panic
I love the word epiphany. I like the way it rolls off my tongue and the way it sounds. Usually having an epiphany is a good one, but what if the epiphany isn’t so good? Over the last two days, I have felt my head go from one emotion or thought to another. Nothing subtle,. It was just as if I stepped on a land … Continue reading I’m Not Okay (And That’s Okay)
I found the beginnings of this post from November 2014 and recently saw something on Pinterest (it really is the devil ya’ll) that read “most of my favorite memories come from some old dirt road” and I knew when I read the below, it was time to finish the post. Continue reading “Unpaved Roads: An Ode to Ruth”
I’ve been working on this post for a while. How long is a while? In a writer’s world, too fucking long is how long but it’s been about 1000 days in the making. Huge exaggeration there, but this post has been sitting in my drafts for the last few months or so. The words haven’t flowed easily and my mind has had shiny quarter syndrome while writing it (that means it’s been distracted by all the things it wants to add into the post). I kind of feel that this is a hot mess of a post, so buckle up, keep your hands and feet inside, and enjoy the ride because this is my 4 AM conversation that I’m going to share even if no one is listening. You’re probably thinking, “WTF? 4 AM conversation?!?”
Continue reading “No Pen Required, An Honest Conversation (Mostly with Myself)”