be where your feet are

Be where your feet are. Enjoy the day. There’ll be a day where there won’t be another day.

MMXVI

It’s 5 PM on January 1st, which means it has been 17 hours since the enormous, glittering sphere dropped in Times Square, the champagne was showered, and the love birds kissed 2015 goodbye. 2016 came in quietly for this girl. And by quietly I mean curled up alone in my queen-sized bed, half-asleep, watching LeapRead more

kissing frogs

From the time a little girl is about five years old (and actively devouring every Disney fairytale she can get her little hands on), she starts thinking about her “Prince Charming”. In the age of innocence, imagination and dreams run wild. We dreamt of tall, dark, and handsome – riding in at sunset on a noble steed.Read more

I’m not afraid to eat alone

I’m a little strange in that if you see me out eating somewhere, I’m most likely to be alone. People will look at me like I’m a leper, my friends will come and sit with me squealing about “why I would ever sit alone?”, and every once in awhile a stranger will give me aRead more