I don’t know what’s going to happen in Europe, I don’t know if a window will be opened for me, and I certainly have no idea how it’s going to feel and what I’m going to do when I come back but I can tell you with confidence that I am incredibly nervous, and beyond excited, for whatever this near future holds.Read More
I did about as much growing up here as I did anywhere else but when places like the house I grew up in became suffocating the cottage was always a refuge. Never quite tarnished no matter what happened up here, the cottage was safety and security, and even when it wasn’t, it was peaceful.Read More
We’re all just trying to get around with the lights off.Read More
I am sick of you’ll be fine’s, as if I don’t already know I will, and I am walking with arms wide open even if sometimes my palms are sweaty or my fists are clenched.Read More
One day, I will look in the mirror less, but when I daydream I will imagine working on someone who still resembles the person I see, rather than the one I have made up. This could be what 22 is all about.Read More
I get scared that while there is nothing wrong with walking at a different pace, I might get tired of feeling like I am walking alone.Read More
The body is an interesting place to live in,
and mine has not always held the comfort of a home.