It’s Time for Your Next Chapter

October 28, 2018.Reading time 3 minutes.

It’s confusing, isn’t it? We have a million and one ways to describe heartbreak but I don’t think a single one of them do it justice.

Rest & an Apology Letter to Myself

October 28, 2018.Reading time 5 minutes.

This summer I had one job. To do less. A lot less. To rest and learn how to say no to things that were taking just a bit too much energy out of me. It didn’t go as planned.

Out of Sight, Out of Mind.

October 20, 2018.Reading time 1 minute.

You’re good at packing up boxes and putting them into storage, and in the utmost selfish way, I’m worried I’m going to end up in one of those.

Whiplash.

October 11, 2018.Reading time 2 minutes.

Don’t tell me I should know this.
When it comes to you, I’ve never been certain of anything.

To You, & To Summer.

October 3, 2018.Reading time 7 minutes.

This summer I fell for a short-lived romance story. A story of dancing in a kitchen and daydreaming on a balcony. A story of frustration and secrets and the slight – more than slight – thrill of all of it.

I know, June 17th was far too long ago. Here’s to hoping I’m making a comeback.

September 29, 2018.Reading time 1 minute.

I wish I could record my thoughts
And then play them back until I could write
Every single one of them down.

Here’s to not fixing a problem that doesn’t exist.

June 17, 2018.Reading time 6 minutes.

Heartbreak? Yeah, that happened. Loneliness? Sometimes, for sure. Single? And happy about it.

Your world is still intact.

June 10, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

He is your great true love. Your best friend. Your hardest goodbye. But he is not your world.

Here’s to “lessons.”

June 10, 2018.Reading time 5 minutes.

As far as life lessons go, you never ask for them. I think it’d be pretty sweet if you could, you know, when the timing was perfect. Like hey, I’m pretty strong right now but I’m ready to get stronger – what do ya got for me?

Something Exceptional

June 8, 2018.Reading time 4 minutes.

On days like today, I remember that most of the time, I consider myself an average writer, but when I go through a breakup, I will become even better.